Doll Dream.

I had a dream that I was a doll. I didn't start off at a doll however. I was asleep in bed, and out of no where, someone grabbed me, and pushed me outside. As soon as we got outside I felt one of the men who had taken me, hit me over the head with something blunt. I'm not sure if it was a gun or what. After 'waking' up, I saw that I was in some kind of medical room. What was odd about the room was that there we're like demonic symbols. Not sure if it was really demonic, but it felt evil. There were three men in the room with me. Two of the men we're next to me (as I was in a medical bed), and the third one was wearing a lab jacket.


All of their faces were darkened, and I could only really here laughing. They we're talking about some kind of medical brake threw that they we're about to show to the public. It was able to keep someone young forever, and they might even be able to keep that person from dying (if well taken care of). Needless to say, they cut me open, and started taking things out that they said I "didn't need". Mind you, the only things that we're left, were my heart, my eyes, and my brain. As this was going on, it looked as if the room we we're in started glowing this gross green color. I'm guessing it had something to do with the 'demonic' symbols that I talked about before. I'm pretty sure that's why I didn't die as they took out my organs. 


The last thing that I can remember is waking up and looking at myself in the mirror. My body was made out of wood, I had a new body, face, and hair. I was able to speak, but all I was able to do was cry. They made me into a beautiful monster, and it made me sick. The human emotions that I had told me to end it, so I wouldn't have to deal with what those men did to me. So I tried to kill myself. It didn't work. They kept me under their watch, so i was never able to harm myself. They would dress me up, and show me off around the world. Like I was some kind of new trend. So I did what they wanted, and acted as such. I was their doll, and I did whatever they needed me to do.


When I tried to kill myself, I used fire. FIRE didn't burn a WOODEN doll. Whatever they did to me, kept me that way forever. They painted a smile on my face, and my eyes couldn't even cry. No one knew what kind of pain I was in.