Balloon The Dancing Clown's Story Read Count : 124

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My name is Balloon the dancing clown. I was born a clown, a freak, but little did everyone know I was an actual clown. I am a 20,000 year old clown In human years where as I am 20 in clown years. I was born in Sweden. My parents told me to hide my identity at all costs. Fear of humans was put into my brain on and on. Soon, my parents were brutally murdered by those monsters. That is where my life journey begins. At the age of 3,000 my elder brother who was 17,000 decided he's had enough of hiding. At that young age I believed he was doing the right thing which I have to admit wasn't a bad idea but went against all my parents teachings. He joined a circus not far from our sewer home. "I'll be out a while, Penny called. A grin speard widely across his face. His disproportionate eyes gleamed. I smiled and nodded with not a thought that this could change my life for the worst. I clutched my spraying flower toy in my small, fragile hands. It's been 10 hours since my brother left. "Loony!" I quivered at the sound of my hotheaded 14,000 year old sister marching in rage towards me. "Y-yes needle?" I gulped and let out a shaky sigh. "Where is Penny!" She hollered angrily towering over me, glaring in my soul. "I- I he was he said he will be gone for a while" I spoke in my strong swedish accent. "Where!" Her voice boomed. "I- I don't know needle!" I whimpered. My eyes burned as I held back my sobs. Why was she so angry? My mind fluttered. As a small child my mind would always wander to unexplainable questions. "I-" hesitantly and thought on if I should finish my question. I inhaled deeply and continued "w-what happened?" My words tripped over each other. Needle left without a word said. Of course I was oblivious to the danger approaching and didn't even catch a sign of why she was angered. I continued to play with my toy. Hours past with me completely unaware as I occupied myself as a child would. A loud clash erupted from the sewer canal. My head shot up in despair as I scanned the room for trouble. I watched the events unfold horrifically before my young, innocent eyes. I found Needle carrying penny tightly in her arms. There was a a gaping cut crossing his head bleeding profusely. Scars covered his body. His suit was torn to shreds. His eyes were lifeless and cold. Needle had a few scars here and there as well. I watched in horror unable to speak a word. I couldn't comprehend what was happening before me. I felt a burning sensation creeping up my throat. I started to hack as my body shifted violently. Acid vomit flew from my mouth. I held my throat as beads of tears fell from my eyes. I felt the urge again and I once again threw up. "What happened!" I jolted up clutching my weak stomach leaving the vomit on the floor as I dashed to their side. "The humans.. They tried to kill him" She mumbled setting him gently on the couch. I felt a sharp feeling strike up my chest. Clenching my fists tightly. "I hate then! I hate them!" I hollered in agony. Since day humans were on a no no list. My chest tightened whenever I heard the word human. My breathing turns shaky and I feel the same burning sensation I felt that day.. Until the age of 6,000. My brother kept encouraging me to pursue the job of a circus clown. Why?! My mind was stuck. Why would he want me to do such a job when it's what almost killed him! Does he want me to be hurt? My thoughts multiplied and crowded my brain. "Loony come here" my brother said holding out his arms to me. I glanced at him. He seemed in despair, it was a cry for help. He needed me to do this.. But why? I hopped into his arms as he titled back a bit when he caught me. "Why do you want me to get hurt?" My chest started to tighten from holding back years. "Why on earth would you say that?!" Penny gasped. He looked puzzled.  "Look at me" penny moved my face towards his. His eyes were as strong as daggers shooting into your soul. That yellow middle contrasting heavily with the dark outer layer and again with white. My breathing decreased as I stared into his eyes. "I'm not telling you to do this because I want you hurt. I'm telling you because I want you to teach humans to not be afraid of us. You!" He pushed his finger sharply into my chest "are the future clowns are depending on. You think any other clown could make it right? Well think again. Humans are humans and it's not their fault they're afraod of us. That's their instinct and I don't hate them. You need to teach them we aren't all bad." He rambled on. "But we eat humans.." Penny paused for a bit. "Well we'll only eat already dead humans then gosh. You get the point i'm trying to get across right?" I paused for a moment. I remembered seeing the news when killer clowns roamed the streets. The terrified look on their faces hurt me. Now I understood. "I- you're right I'll do it" penny smiled at me "good job. Just be as nice as you can to them and go with slow movKent. They get agitated when you move quickly" he spoke his words of wisdom. "Ok.. I'll do it" shivers came down my spine as the words weakly left my lips. Soon after I was ready. I had my show suit on and ready to show them what I was made of. My show suit was a bright beautiful base color of white. Fresh and clean. The neck area/ flaps where brightly colored. The too one a bright red with dots of colors of the rainbow aligned perfectly around it as the bottom one was a vibrant orange.  Red orange and yellow pom poms ran down my shirt . the end of the sleeves where green, yellow, purple, and blue. Let me just put it this way. My outfit was a beautiful splash of rainbow.  I held my horn tightly in my hand as I approached the circus place to sign up. I hesitated as I pulled my collar letting some cool air down my neck. The first thing I spotted wasva tall thin man I believe looked like it was in his 40s. I put my hand lightly on the desk "excuse me" I mumbled. I should back off. But every clown's future could be in my hands 

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