The Face

On my 13th birthday, my Father gave me a present. It was the first time that he ever gave me a present that was not money. He left the present in my room and I was very curious as to what it was. I opened the present, thinking that my Father wanted to say something very important to me through the present. I opened the box carefully.

IT was a FACE.
IT was the FACE.
IT was...

I was totally taken aback. It was not so much that the face was terrible or strange. The face resembled the face of my Father, but was different in some parts. The face had a smile. My Father never smiled.

The Face looked as though it had been made of human flesh though and that was what startled me.

"Wear me," the Face said.
"Why?" I asked.
"I will give you immortality," it answered.

I put the Face back in the box, then I fell asleep.

"My Father gave me a Face for my birthday." I showed the Face to my best friend.
"It looks like human flesh," he stated, "Why don't you wear it?"

I wore the Face and it seemed to fit well on my face. The Face was beginning to blend into my face.

"How do I look?"
"Cool. My Dad also gave me a present."
"It's not your birthday."
"He gave it to me anyway."

My best friend took his present out from the closet. He opened it and there were pieces of faces. They were all of different color.

"I'm supposed to make it into one face and I cannot wear it until I do."

I liked my Face until
I felt like I could not breathe. I shut,
imprisoned by the Face, I wanted to scream, I wanted...

"Why do you never say anything good about me?"
"So that you will do better."
"You are not God."

I wanted to tear off this Fucking face, useless cunt SHIT!