I was lying on my bed when SHE called.

“Get dressed, we’re going out.”

Beep.

I got up, and got dressed. I put on a gray shirt and a skirt.

Then my phone started ringing again.

“Wear your white blouse and your cute shorts.”

Beep.

I changed into my white blouse and shorts.

Ten minutes later, I got there.

SHE whispered, “Go on stage and play the guitar, play the song you sang the last time you were here.”

I got on stage and did exactly what she said.

But my mind was screaming, “Fuck off.”

Alas, I am the puppet whose voice is silenced.