The Reason

Author note: Well thanks very much to the TWO people who game me small compliments! Even if I did ask for criticism I didn't think I would get these loooong reviews about reading all these books to improve my syntax and vocabulary and to learn how a Parisian speaks and acts. Okay so I realize I'm not very good at doing things OTHER then regular American talk and acts because I'm an American and that's what I'm good at. Well that's my excuse. Even if I keep on getting reviews telling me I'm a horrible writer and I'm too slangy and I'm informal and my stories should come with a head ache warning I don't care. I'm just doing this because I love reading and kinda hoped to be a writer one day. O well.

Maska: THANK YOU! If it weren't for you I would not have continued this story.

Notesinred: Thanks for trying to help me along I guess but just to let you know I have read "The Hunchback of Notre Dam", "The Three Musketeers", and I just finished "The Phantom of the Opera." I just suck at writing in a french setting with french people and french everything. I'm sorry if that makes my stories sucky but I'm just doing this because I want to.

Allegratree: Actually you gave me a small compliment in your review. You said if I was "a cognitively intact eighth grader then congratulations." Well I'm a "cognitively intact seventh grader" so thank you very much. I'm only 13 dam it!

SimplyElymas: maybe it doesn't make sense because I wrote it that way! evil laugh I was just thinking that maybe he didn't care about his face at his age 8 and wouldn't use a mask then. I'm modern, my stories sound modern, and all this is really sad.

The Circus Life

Poor little Erik was awoken with pain. A sharp poke in the side with a long stick. After having terrible nightmares about people laughing and poking him he woke up just to find that the nightmare was real.

"Wake up my little poodle! It's time for you to learn your daily duties here at Le' Paris Circus."

Erik sat up in the small confinment he'd been thrown in just last night. It was gross, smelly, and in one of the corners was a dark stain that looked unusually like blood. After taking in his surroundings Erik looked outside of the rusty cage and found himself staring into eyes filled with loathing and disgust.

"It is about time you woke up darling or i would have had to throw you in with the lion's cage. And he doesn't like intruders very much," said the man known as Wesley with an evil little grin on his acne filled face. "But now that you are awake we can get down to business. I dearly hope you like your new home, I picked it out especially for you. I did not want one too big just incase you had a fear of open spaces..." With that Wesley opened up his mouth and let out a loud sharp cackling sound that one could only assume was his version of laughter.

Erik was almost crying again just having to listen to this evil man. 'I don't wanna be here! Why is he treating me like this?'

"Excuse me, but why am I here?'' Erik said looking down at the bottom of his shoes and trying to sound as courteous as possible in his current state.

"You, my little pastry, are here because your mother could not put up with you anymore and sold you to the leader of this circus. So you see, this is all your fault and you have no one to blame but yourself.

"Noo! My mommy said she loved me! And that this wasn't my fault at all!" Erik refused to believe that his kind gentle mother would just leave him to the circus people just for money.

"Sorry to have to point this out to you but your mother was a lying bitch." The evil organism known as Blake emerged from a flap in the tent and looked at Erik with eyes over flowing with distaste. "She never really loved you. She pitied you. But she pitied herself even more because she had birthed you. The abomination that looked like her and yet was hideous and ugly, had come from her womb. She couldn't take the thought of living with the freak known as her son anymore. So now you belong to the circus. And you will belong to the circus until your spirit can no longer take the pain and you die a meaningless death."

Blake spoke with a slow somber tone which made Erik realize that this was no joke. His mother had left him with these men and would not be coming back. He would spend the rest of his life with this circus doing god knows what and then he would die and no one would care a bit. Self-despair settled over Erik like a dark shadow appearing once the sun has set.

"Well now that you've crushed the poor boy's mental health into a liquid goo can we please go eat?" Wesley had been patiently waiting for Blake's speech to end but was now hungry and ready to finally acquire some nourishment. "Come on Blake, I've had enough of torturing the brat. I'll give him some scraps later." Turning to Erik with a lofty gaze he silently spoke, "If I remember to of course..." After tormenting Erik for the last time Wesley and Blake left the tent and set out to find some food.

This left Erik all by himself in the cage again. Alone with all his new thoughts and feelings. He had lost all hope. These men, these awful men, had broken his spirit. He now believed that he had nothing left to live for. If he was going to be in this circus for the rest of his life he knew that it would not be a pleasent experience. He could tell just by the cage he had been thrown into that he would not be treated like a king. And just to add on to his misery he was treated like a bad dog by those two wicked men. Erik had no real idea how he had wronged his mother. Even so, because of his unknown mistake, he was here in this cage replaying his last moments with his mom over and over again in his mind. All except the words she had spoken. Since they were obviously lies. He sat in that cage for hours just sitting there and reliving memories. And that was how he spent his first full day behind the scenes of the circus.

(Author, sorry this chapter is a lot shorter then the other one way. and i'm sorry it's still horrible and i havent taken the help of the people who tried to help me. so it probably STILL sucks...! lol o well. if u dont like it then dont read it. but i do LOOOVE compliments. and very SMALL critisms. so please review)