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The Dummy
It was the opening act of the Las Vegas comedy finals. There were thousands gathered into the massive auditorium to see the all the acts. The first act was Jim and his dummy David or ‘Jim and David'. They have traveled together as an act in ventriloquism for many years. Jim has David perform songs and skits to entertain the audience. This was a big night for them and it was about to get bigger.
“Our first act of the finals is, Jim and David, the ventriloquist and his dummy!” The whole audience cheered as they walked out on stage.
“Thank you, thank you.” Jim said. “I would like to entertain you tonight; this is the show we have worked hard for. Thank you.” Jim propped the dummy onto his lap and started the show. Jim started with a new routine, singing then dancing. The dancing went worse than they had expected, one of the legs came off of David. Being the clever man he was; Jim went on with the show. In the end, the show went great, but they still needed to announce the finals.
“Here is what you have all been waiting for ladies and gents, the winner, of the 1986 comedy finals is . . .!” Jim’s heart was pounding, he had to win or something would go wrong. The host resumed, “The winner is… Harold Meeks!” Just then, a gun shot rang out. Everyone screamed and was running frantically. Jim looked down and saw a crimson blood stain on his shirt, and fell over.
Later that evening in the hospital Jim had to go to the surgery room and the doctor was about to come in. “I'm sorry Jim; there were two shots that hit you, one in your chest and one that went into your brain.” “The second shot hit your skull and now, you cannot perform your act as frequently again. I'm sorry.” Jim screamed, he threw the chair across the room and it splintered into the doctor. “Get this man out of here!” He said, holding his arm to stop the bleeding. Jim was carried away thrashing and turning. When they got out, Jim drove home and locked his dummy into a chest. He thrashed around and sobbed to himself. Jim tore down the posters and the banners of himself. He sat on the couch and cried himself to sleep.
The next night Jim took his anger out on the dummy, “I shouldn’t have had you dance!” He said as he threw the dummy on the couch. “You little, worthless piece of wood!” “I hate my life, I hate you!” Jim sat down at is table and sighed. He looked into the mirror and decided he needed something to change in his life. He decided to change the dummy. In the corner of his eye, Jim saw a razor blade he used to shave with and picked it up. He walked slowly toward the dummy and cut off a piece of loose wood, feeling relief, he sat down to shave himself. As Jim shaved, he looked at the dummy. But by looking at him, Jim cut himself. Jim opened a drawer and picked up a band aid. “Stupid dummy” He said.
“You wouldn’t do that to me would you?” A voice said.
“What?” Jim replied
“Would you cut me like that?” The voice said again. Jim looked back at the dummy but it hadn’t moved. The voice said something again, but this time louder. “Would you cut me?” Jim looked back again and the dummy had his arm over the couch, looking right at Jim.
“Hellooooo is anyone there!” Jim said as he saw that the door was open.
“Just your friend, Jacob, whoa looks like you had a rough night!” Jacob said peeking over the couch. Jacob was Jim’s best friend from high-school to college and is now Jim’s manager.
“I did.” Jim replied, “I feel like David has been talking to me.”
“He has not; it’s just the wound you have in your head.” Jacob paused, “Paranoia probably.”
“Ok well… do you think I can perform a little bit?
“Yeah I’ll get you hooked up with a performance ok?” David answered. Reassured, Jim sat down next to his dummy and put his arm around him.
“We can start over buddy just you and me.” Jim said.
“Just you and me.” the dummy whispered.
The following week Jim got a show in Detroit and started his act. “My name is Jim and this is my buddy David. “
“We know!” someone said.
“Let’s get on with the act.” Jim said ignorantly. Jim started the act, with what he did in the finals. He had Jim dance and sing too get back into his normal schedule. Soon into the act, Jim started to feel drowsy and he thought that David was talking on his own; the crowd was having a roar with what David was saying. Jim, on the other hand, was about to fall asleep.
“Hold on.” Jim said. “I need to catch my breath.”
“Come on!” some people were saying
“Boooooooo!” others said. Jim cursed at the audience and at the dummy. He was tired of the crowd and he was tired of David. Jim walked off the stage with hate in his mind and threw the dummy at the wall.
“I don’t know what to say, I keep seeing visions of the dummy and my head is pounding.” Jim remarked to Jacob.
Jim sighed, “I don’t know.”” Looks like the dummy is just sitting there.” They both turned to look at the dummy, which had a smile on his face.
“Stupid smile.” Jim said.
“I’ll leave you two alone.” Jacob remarked with a hint of humor in his voice. Jacob walked out of the door as Jim sighed. It was going to be a long night
Jim looked at the clock, 3:00 in the morning; it had been a rough night. Jim looked into the mirror and he saw the dummy looking at the floor. He looked at the door, and checked that it was locked, which it was. He decided to shave himself, which he hadn’t in a couple weeks. He took the razor and looked into the mirror again. This time the dummy was looking right at him. Jim squinted and when he did, the dummy was gone. Jim was frightened he looked around frantically but saw no sign of the dummy. Jim looked back in the mirror. The dummy was right behind him! The dummy attacked Jim and chocked him as Jim fell to the floor.
“Surprise!” the dummy said as they both rolled over. Jim managed to get the doll off of him. Jim sprinted out the door. The doll laughed, “Can’t run away Jim!” “Hahahaha.” Jim went into the parking lot as the dummy was following him. Quickly, Jim unlocked his car. Feeling relief Jim sat down. Then the dummy appeared and laughed behind him. Jim sprinted out of his car and into an alley. He saw the shadows of the dummy on the walls and came to a dead end which he saw a giant shadow.
“Just you and me Jim Hahaha!” The dummy said. Later, Jim was back into show business but now he was called, David and his dummy Jim.
Thanks check out my other stories! More coming!
It was the opening act of the Las Vegas comedy finals. There were thousands gathered into the massive auditorium to see the all the acts. The first act was Jim and his dummy David or ‘Jim and David'. They have traveled together as an act in ventriloquism for many years. Jim has David perform songs and skits to entertain the audience. This was a big night for them and it was about to get bigger.
“Our first act of the finals is, Jim and David, the ventriloquist and his dummy!” The whole audience cheered as they walked out on stage.
“Thank you, thank you.” Jim said. “I would like to entertain you tonight; this is the show we have worked hard for. Thank you.” Jim propped the dummy onto his lap and started the show. Jim started with a new routine, singing then dancing. The dancing went worse than they had expected, one of the legs came off of David. Being the clever man he was; Jim went on with the show. In the end, the show went great, but they still needed to announce the finals.
“Here is what you have all been waiting for ladies and gents, the winner, of the 1986 comedy finals is . . .!” Jim’s heart was pounding, he had to win or something would go wrong. The host resumed, “The winner is… Harold Meeks!” Just then, a gun shot rang out. Everyone screamed and was running frantically. Jim looked down and saw a crimson blood stain on his shirt, and fell over.
Later that evening in the hospital Jim had to go to the surgery room and the doctor was about to come in. “I'm sorry Jim; there were two shots that hit you, one in your chest and one that went into your brain.” “The second shot hit your skull and now, you cannot perform your act as frequently again. I'm sorry.” Jim screamed, he threw the chair across the room and it splintered into the doctor. “Get this man out of here!” He said, holding his arm to stop the bleeding. Jim was carried away thrashing and turning. When they got out, Jim drove home and locked his dummy into a chest. He thrashed around and sobbed to himself. Jim tore down the posters and the banners of himself. He sat on the couch and cried himself to sleep.
The next night Jim took his anger out on the dummy, “I shouldn’t have had you dance!” He said as he threw the dummy on the couch. “You little, worthless piece of wood!” “I hate my life, I hate you!” Jim sat down at is table and sighed. He looked into the mirror and decided he needed something to change in his life. He decided to change the dummy. In the corner of his eye, Jim saw a razor blade he used to shave with and picked it up. He walked slowly toward the dummy and cut off a piece of loose wood, feeling relief, he sat down to shave himself. As Jim shaved, he looked at the dummy. But by looking at him, Jim cut himself. Jim opened a drawer and picked up a band aid. “Stupid dummy” He said.
“You wouldn’t do that to me would you?” A voice said.
“What?” Jim replied
“Would you cut me like that?” The voice said again. Jim looked back at the dummy but it hadn’t moved. The voice said something again, but this time louder. “Would you cut me?” Jim looked back again and the dummy had his arm over the couch, looking right at Jim.
“Hellooooo is anyone there!” Jim said as he saw that the door was open.
“Just your friend, Jacob, whoa looks like you had a rough night!” Jacob said peeking over the couch. Jacob was Jim’s best friend from high-school to college and is now Jim’s manager.
“I did.” Jim replied, “I feel like David has been talking to me.”
“He has not; it’s just the wound you have in your head.” Jacob paused, “Paranoia probably.”
“Ok well… do you think I can perform a little bit?
“Yeah I’ll get you hooked up with a performance ok?” David answered. Reassured, Jim sat down next to his dummy and put his arm around him.
“We can start over buddy just you and me.” Jim said.
“Just you and me.” the dummy whispered.
The following week Jim got a show in Detroit and started his act. “My name is Jim and this is my buddy David. “
“We know!” someone said.
“Let’s get on with the act.” Jim said ignorantly. Jim started the act, with what he did in the finals. He had Jim dance and sing too get back into his normal schedule. Soon into the act, Jim started to feel drowsy and he thought that David was talking on his own; the crowd was having a roar with what David was saying. Jim, on the other hand, was about to fall asleep.
“Hold on.” Jim said. “I need to catch my breath.”
“Come on!” some people were saying
“Boooooooo!” others said. Jim cursed at the audience and at the dummy. He was tired of the crowd and he was tired of David. Jim walked off the stage with hate in his mind and threw the dummy at the wall.
“I don’t know what to say, I keep seeing visions of the dummy and my head is pounding.” Jim remarked to Jacob.
Jim sighed, “I don’t know.”” Looks like the dummy is just sitting there.” They both turned to look at the dummy, which had a smile on his face.
“Stupid smile.” Jim said.
“I’ll leave you two alone.” Jacob remarked with a hint of humor in his voice. Jacob walked out of the door as Jim sighed. It was going to be a long night
Jim looked at the clock, 3:00 in the morning; it had been a rough night. Jim looked into the mirror and he saw the dummy looking at the floor. He looked at the door, and checked that it was locked, which it was. He decided to shave himself, which he hadn’t in a couple weeks. He took the razor and looked into the mirror again. This time the dummy was looking right at him. Jim squinted and when he did, the dummy was gone. Jim was frightened he looked around frantically but saw no sign of the dummy. Jim looked back in the mirror. The dummy was right behind him! The dummy attacked Jim and chocked him as Jim fell to the floor.
“Surprise!” the dummy said as they both rolled over. Jim managed to get the doll off of him. Jim sprinted out the door. The doll laughed, “Can’t run away Jim!” “Hahahaha.” Jim went into the parking lot as the dummy was following him. Quickly, Jim unlocked his car. Feeling relief Jim sat down. Then the dummy appeared and laughed behind him. Jim sprinted out of his car and into an alley. He saw the shadows of the dummy on the walls and came to a dead end which he saw a giant shadow.
“Just you and me Jim Hahaha!” The dummy said. Later, Jim was back into show business but now he was called, David and his dummy Jim.
Thanks check out my other stories! More coming!
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