The Freak of the Freakshow
That’s it! Lately is the day. She’s in spite of everything crashing this freakshow. She wipes away her painted smile, and unlatches the cages containing the imprisoned circus animals. The elephants trample the tents. The lions tear apart the backdrops. The chimps knock over the fire breather’s torches, setting the debris on fire.
Her dress is deteriorated; her blouse, bloodstained. But still, she wears her bloody party hat as if the circus used to be not falling apart and ablaze throughout her. She giggled coyly, as if the chaos around her used to be a cute joke.
“Ringmaster… take me back to the fact of that little pet name you gave me.” She turns to the trembling man, huddled against an ash-covered circus stool. Within the girl’s hand, she held his iconic whip. “You referred to as me “crazy”, right?”
What made this girl snap? That is so that you can come to a decision. Slip this costume on and continue the tragic story of the Crazy Clown.
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