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The Haunted Circus

Prologue

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Ever since I was a little girl I loved going to see the circus. When I was four, my parents took me to my first circus. The experience was overwhelming and I couldn't help but dream later on that I was doing all those cool stunts and tricks. I loved every part of it. The rides, the games they had…but the one thing that made me form an "o" with my mouth and make my eyes shine with joy was the ring master. He would be the one to tell what would happen next, how it would, and sometimes he would even participate in the acts. And just like most of the little kids that were there, I wanted to be just like him.

Ever since then my parents would make it a family thing. To go out every year to see the big circus that had come to town. I loved how all of them were different but did most of the same things, but with each act you could tell it was their own by the styles. Out of all the circuses I have seen and been to, the one I always loved looking forward to was my very first one. It was called the Circus of Wonder.

Not only was the ring master the guy that made me wish to become just like him, but he was also the guy who gave me his very own hat and allowed me to perform in one of his shows. He always saw me every time he came to town. I called him Taki, since I wasn't able to pronounce his full name. Taki become the uncle I never had, though I would always wait a long period of time before I saw him next.

He taught me some of his tricks and even gave me the honor of being his assistant whenever my family would go to see his circus. I loved being out there with all the other performers, doing my bit for the audience and my parents. It was like a second home to me, a home that traveled far yet always came back.

…Until that day…

That day was the best yet worst day of my life. It was the best because Taki had announced to the audience that I was officially the youngest ring master to ever be seen. At first I was shocked, thinking he was joking and whatnot. But when I heard clapping from behind me, I turned to see the performers who had become my second family clapping with big smiles on their faces. It was the proudest day of my life.

Then things went downhill. As I was performing a trick with Taki, Louie, one of the nicest lions you would ever meet, suddenly went berserk. Soon all the other animals followed in Louie's actions. The audience screamed as one of the elephants knocked down one of the masts that were holding up the giant circus tent. And that's when everything, literally, came crashing down.

Without even remembering about blacking out, I woke up in the white hospital room. A heart monitor was hooked up to me and I had several bandages and needles in me. Disoriented I felt my hand reach up to pat my mother's hair. My mother, who was laying by my hospital bed, stirred and looked at me.

The sleepiness in her eyes went away quickly as she noticed I was awake. She shouted my name, my father ran into the room along with some nurses and a doctor. I didn't understand anything that happened. But one thing was for sure…one sentence shook my very being and caused me to be mute for several months…Taki was dead and his circus of all those lovely performers and animals had gone with him.