A/n: Well guys...I've decided to take a break from everything and just try writing something new for once :/
Another kick in the gut,
And it was show time for the freak
Apples being thrown at the stage
Where the little girl lay and weep.
I felt the chains on my ankles being detached off the platform in which I laid on for the past three hours.
They pulled me up to my feet.
But my body collapsed in on itself as I couldn't stand the weight of my body and my head drooped to the side. Bruises covered my body and the stench of foul food items hung to me and my rags.
Another stab in the gut.
Curtains for the freak.
**
I was thrown in The Room. The dark damp room with wheels attached to the base. My trailer. A trailer for the star.
The Freak.
The door slammed shut. And I could only hope that I will not be disturbed for the rest of my life.
Lies.
I know that tomorrow will come. And I will be up on the stage again.
I curl up on the straw and the wooden floor creaks.
I hear laughter from outside The Room.
The ringmaster is happy with the profit.
The Room began to move.
**
Awake now.
The trailer is still bumping along the dirt road,
To the next town.
More money for the ringmaster. He will not be pleased with me today.
I've heard him. He has been having troublesome affairs. He is drunk.
The trailer stops.
The horses neigh.
The door opens.
I fear for my life.
The chains that bind me to this life are pulled and I have no choice but to follow. Follow and obey.
I am lead to the stage. The chains are locked onto the platform.
But no. Not the traditional routine this time.
The ringmaster jerks me up by my raven hair.
I gasp.
It hurts.
He starts his speech.
This freak does not deserve to live in this world. She brings wrong into the world of normal. She should be banished and never seen again! But! Good people hear me out! I will make her stay on this earth and pay for her sins to the good people till her end!
The crowd cheers for him.
I look up for once.
These people…have they no minds?
I feel the ringmaster hold a tighter grip on my hair. I tear up. It hurts so much.
He, the ringmaster, has a sinister grin on his face as he pulls a knife out of his pocket.
So is this how I am going to die?
-slice-
I feel myself falling.
A dull thud as a hit the wood and I open my eyes.
I am still alive. Disappointment strikes me. How much longer will I be punished?
Then I realize the raven bits falling on my face. What has he done?
My hair.
He's cut it
I cry silent tears.
I turn away so no one can see the hurt that is portrayed in my white eyes.
You! Freak! Look at the crowd that has come to put you back in your place! - A voice sounds from the crowd.
I refuse to look up.
But the ringmaster makes me face my mocker.
I close my eyes.
Ringmaster jabs girl in the side.
Girl gasps, prying her eyes open.
My tormenter points at me. He jeers and curses. All the while the crowd supports him. In the dark I see his blue eyes blaze.
My heart breaks into more pieces at the hatred.
Here man! - The ringmaster says- you may have the first throw my friend, for you are enthusiastic in your actions!
Ringmaster tosses apple at man
And man is delighted
Apple is thrown at girl
girl collapses
no help for the girl
shower of apples begin
Curtains for the girl