The Carnival of Lost Souls
The Carnival of Lost Souls
It has been months...days...maybe even years since I've seen my family. I had gotten so fed up with the constant abuse that I ran away the first chance I had gotten. It was like I was in a town where all types of abuse were admired. I could not go a day without someone beating me up or verbally abusing me. I never got a piece of mind anywhere I went. One night I went for a long walk. While I was walking, I saw bright lights and heard strange music...the type of music that you hear when you are watching the movies and something good has happened. As I walked a little further, I saw a banner that read, “Circus of Lost Dreams and Misfits". And it was on this warm, southern night that I became a member of the Carnival; where everyone was like me or worse. I entered the big top and never looked back....
It has been months...days...maybe even years since I've seen my family. I had gotten so fed up with the constant abuse that I ran away the first chance I had gotten. It was like I was in a town where all types of abuse were admired. I could not go a day without someone beating me up or verbally abusing me. I never got a piece of mind anywhere I went. One night I went for a long walk. While I was walking, I saw bright lights and heard strange music...the type of music that you hear when you are watching the movies and something good has happened. As I walked a little further, I saw a banner that read, “Circus of Lost Dreams and Misfits". And it was on this warm, southern night that I became a member of the Carnival; where everyone was like me or worse. I entered the big top and never looked back....
iWill be adding to the story very, very soon...
xoxoKIA