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He was so many fairy-tales brought into one. He was like Prince Charming's reckless but non-existent little brother, with the added wicked step-mother. He was like the frog, waiting for his Princess to come and make him normal again. He aspired to be like Peter Pan, never growing up and living with a childlike glee with his very own Wendy. The darkness was eating him alive, though. He would cry, and hurt, and whimper but that couldn't do anything. He might have seemed like the lighthearted Disney tales, but he was more like the Brothers Grimm. Wicked tales and sleepless nights. He was like Ariel. Lost and in pain, but had no voice. He was like the Ugly Duckling, lost and outcasted. Made fun of by those he used to consider family. But the one that stuck out the most? He was identical to the puppet. Pinocchio. -- About the boy who was a puppet and wanted to be normal again. About the girl who cut the strings and saved his life. About destiny, and how it does have a happy ending in the books.
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