[ WP ] You 've never been in control of your body . You always sit from afar watching strangers inhabit your body and make your decisions . Sometimes , one stranger goes and another replaces them . Today , you find yourself in control . Slowly , you begin to realize what the strangers were doing .

I always felt like a toy. A bag of meat with handy limbs to use. 
 
 I should never have run off all those years ago. 
 
 I was only 9 years old. I was running around in the woods alone. I felt so dangerous to run far away from where they could see me. 
 
 If I ever get the chance to raise a child, I will never let them out of my sight. 
 
 I ran and ran deeper into the woods. After some time, I came across something. A giant symbol carved into a tree shaped like a diamond. I was curious as to how someone could carve something so big. I touched the lines of the diamond symbol. 
 
 And just like that I was doomed. 
 
 I instantly had someone else piloting my body, feeling my young face with my own hands. 
 I tried to move. I tried, and tried, and tried. Nothing. 
 I was sobbing and screaming inside my mind, and saw in terror that this person was running away from my own home. 
 
 From then on, I have been a puppet. 
 I later saw that my first pilot was some lady who wanted to see how much cute stuff I could wear like her own personal doll. 
 Months later, after I got my second pilot, I saw that he was simply intent on playing with other children. 
 
 After the third one, I accepted that I would never have free will again at only 10 years old. 
 
 I watched, as I could do nothing else, all the many people who possessed me. 
 
 One memorable one was a man who went to carnival as me. He used my cute face to get free stuff from people to presumably sell later. Once my next pilot came after him, all the stuff was gone. 
 I presumed then that the stuff had been sent back to the man's original body. 
 That's when I figured out my hijackers were other regular people. And that there was some bastard who was literally selling my body. 
 
 I slowly saw my body mature over the years. This made things even worse for me. 
 Every man who has possessed me after puberty grabbed my breasts immediately after waking up. Every. single. one. 
 Their reaction ranged from a surprise and then a small smirk to squeeing and then doing it over and over again. As if I had n't been objectified enough after literally becoming immobile. 
 
 There was only one girl who grabbed my breasts. 
 After she did so, she smirked, took off my top, took out her phone ( which I guess was sent by the mastermind ), took a picture of herself/me, and sent a picture to who I assumed was her boyfriend. 
 
 `` That old person was right.'' she texted him. `` These are bigger than mine.'' 
 
 `` Dayum.'' said her boyfriend's message. 
 
 `` Yeah lol. This butt is even better. Want a pic?'' 
 
 `` Why do n't you just come and show me?'' 
 
 And that was how I became the first girl to lose their virginity to a guy who technically was n't having sex with me. 
 
 I do n't know if my hijackers know that I'm trapped in here, or if that `` old person'' just tells them I'm an empty skin suit. I have a feeling it's the latter. That couple did n't seem evil. They just did a confusing form of simultaneously cheating and not cheating. 
 If only I could get these people to know I'm here. But, I've lost hope in that as well. 
 
 Right now, I'm merely watching the old woman possessing me put on makeup and a dress for her blind date. 
 I watch her meet him at the table.I watch her use my voice to tell things that made this man laugh. I watch her use my legs to tease him slightly. I watch her use my lips to kiss this man goodbye. 
 
 Actually, with me now spending 20 years as almost nothing, I do n't even know if I could call any of that mine anymore. I can barely remember how to move at all. I just watch. 
 I ponder on these things before I fall asleep. 
 
 The next morning, I wake up. I open my eyes. 
 I OPENED MY EYES. 
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 My heartbeat is pounding. I try to move, but I merely lurch upwards before falling back on my bed. I have forgotten how to move. 
 I remember all those games I used to play. All those happy memories I had. 
 My arm rises. I twirl my fingers. I scream and cheer wildly. Tears of pure joy flood down my face. 
 I slowly remind myself how to walk. Then I run. I run all around this house wildly cheering. I bump into a table. I do n't care. Knowing that MY actions caused it was beautiful. I cherished every bit of my body, relishing in the fact that only I will use it for whatever I want. I will go wherever I want. I will go back to my parents, and I will never take life for granted. 
 I remind myself how to speak, and use them to thank any deity I can to thank them for my freedom. 
 
 `` It was n't God, girl. It was me.'' 
 A shock ran through me. I slowly turned around. 
 An old woman stood behind me. 
 `` I let you go.'' 
 I knew that she was the one who had imprisoned me in my own head for 20 years. 
 I reminded myself how to punch. 
 `` Do n't try it honey. I put that same old magic on me. If you touch me, you'll be back to being a suit.'' 
 I gave her a glare. `` Do you know what you did to me? Do you know how many people have used me like nothing? How much I have suffered and screamed? How much of my life you've wasted?'' 
 
 `` Yes. That's business honey. And I'm letting you out of this business.'' she smarted off to me. 
 
 `` Why? You seemed fine with selling me before.'' 
 
 `` Maybe I did sell you. But I also helped more people than your spoiled ass as a kid would have done in the future. Your first pilot wanted to escape from her stressful and toxic relationship. The second wanted to recapture his childhood. That one man who hustled people at the carnival needed money for his mother's cancer. That couple.......well that boyfriend just wanted to have sex with a busty girl. `` 
 
 `` Yeah. I kinda guessed that.'' I spat. 
 
 `` The point is, I come to them, tell them about a body they could do whatever in for just $ 50, and I give them what they want.'' 
 
 `` But you knew I was in there.'' 
 
 `` But now you're not. He is.'' 
 
 I dropped my jaw. `` You put someone ELSE into this hell??!'' 
 
 `` I've got ta be in business somehow. And he looked good last night.'' 
 
 `` So you possessed me yesterday.'' 
 
 `` I decided to try you out for once to scope out any candidates. And I liked him. You must have not noticed how I drew that diamond on that paper and left it in his pocket. That's how stealthy I was. So you're free now. Run along honey.'' 
 
 I wanted to do something. To help that poor man who will be trapped in his head for who knows how long. But I knew I could do nothing. 
 Not yet. 
 
 As I ran away not only did I swear to never take life for granted, to reunite with my parents, and to never take life for granted. But I also promised to save that man and anybody else from that evil woman. 
 Someday. 
 
 

