Have you ever thought of your humor? What kind it is. How it differs from others. Do you laugh at what people cry at. Laugh at pain and suffering. With the flash of bright lights beaming down on animals being tortured by people dressed up and painted to look "funny". People laughing at these poor animals. Is this humor? Do people really enjoy these things? And if something that was completly innocent died. Would you laugh? Would you feel regret? How would you react and why?
As fire streamed along the edge of the stage, bears in chains were hung over it. Their fur turning black. But people were laughing. Laughing like no tomorrow.
"Ray."
"Yes?" He didn't look at me, just staring, emotionless, at the scene.
"Why are they doing this?"
"It's what the people want."
"I don't want it."
"Don't tell me that." He crossed his arms and shifted his weight to one foot.
I glared at the so called clowns dressed in different shades of greens as they danced around the bear laughing. "This isn't human." I looked at Ray. "What if they kill it?"
"Then it dies and they get a new one."
I looked back at the stage. "People shouldn't laugh. Not at this."
"Tell them that."
I looked around at the laughing people as they held their sides, slapped their knees or their friends beside them I started to hate them. Laughing at the pain and suffering of an innocent life. So what if it was an animal, it did not deserve this.
As the bear roared out in pain, I had the urge to run down and attempt to save it, but I knew my effort would count for nothing. If anything, they would probably throw me in the fire.
As the green light shut off suddenly, same with the fire white and purple lights turned on one by one, shining in different areas. A voice came over the speakers as a box of strange birds flew around in circles.
"And now, presenting our star attraction, the lovely, the talented, the amazing Ash Caspoho!"
The birds flew past my face, cutting it close to almost touching me. As they passed my eyes went wide. A girl stood ontop of a podium. Who knew something like that could ever live and breathe the same air as these selfless pigs sitting in the audience. Only one word came to mind.
"Wow."