🖤The Freak Show of a Story🖤

💜Twyla💜

Twyla was my Lover, my life, my shining star. She was not only an elf, but a one eyed Beauty. She was a nice Lavender skinned tone with white pearl like eyes. She reminded me of an Amethyst Crystal, only with blue as well. She had the biggest and most wonderful blue curly Afro like a baby blue. Sometimes, we would sneak out to outside the tent and into the field of grass. We would watch the stars for the longest of time. She knew every constellation, star, moon and planet. It all Changed until the one day that made me change. It was a busy Saturday Night and we had a lot of customers. Twyla was on the urge to pass out and The Ringmaster wasn't making it any better. He would continue to yell and whip her until she would do what he said. It was all fun and games to him until...She stopped breathing.
She wasn't moving. I ran to help but The Ringmaster pushed me out the way. He was what you would say "Shocked" but we all knew he wasn't. The Infirmary did anything they could but then that night, she was no more.
I couldn't bare to go to her funeral the next day and bawl my eyes out. I wanted to kill myself just to see her again, but somehow I didn't. I wouldn't eat or drink or do anything for the next few weeks. I just felt...Empty, No More, Nothing. Just a nobody.