Here is Chuckles's story.
March 3rd 1945
Hello. My name is Chuckles. I am a clown. This is my story.
I was a simple clown toy, on sale at the circus gift shop. I wondered when a kid would buy me and take me home. I went a few days. Nothing happened. Nobody even looked at me. Still I waited patiently. Then one day, my dream of being adopted came true.
A little blonde purchased me and took.
I felt so lucky and happy.
