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ClownsI didn't realize he was in trouble at first. He was leaning throught the open flap of the tent, looking around anxiously.Clowns
The hot summer night pressed in over me. The sky was dark except for the twinkling of a few stars. My parents hadn't wanted me to come, but I had sneaked out of the house and walked the two miles up the road to the clearing. They had set their tents up in a huge circle outside a corn field, and people milled about lazily. The bright lights reflected off of the trick mirrors set up around the area as well as the faces of patrons.
The one thing, though, that stood out as peculiar about the circus wa
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Untitled -The Gaurdian-“Are you Jessica?” I looked up from the makeup I was trying to carry to the check out line. The drugstore’s sliding glass doors had opened for the boy who was speaking to me.Untitled -The Gaurdian-
“Yes.” I asked curiously, tying not to drop my items. The boy appeared to be in his early teens; I’d never seen him before.
“They’re waiting for you outside.” he said.
“What?” I dropped my eyeliner and scrambled to pick it up.
“They’re outside. Corey told me to come and get you.” He looked around nervously.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t know any Corey.” &n
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A woman is sitting in her old, shuttered house.
She knows that she is alone in the whole world; every other thing is dead.
The doorbell rings.
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Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed! -- tear up the planks! -- here, here! -- it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
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