Sirkus' Spectacular! || OC short stories

Ian's past.

I had tried to forget. I really had. But then it all came flooding back. The lyrics played on the radio...

"I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start

A flame in your heart"

All it brought back was that night. I was 10. My parents going out to the club for the 8th time this month, and we were only 8 days into it. Mom didn't leave out dinner before she left like most would, and they left their 'The Ink Spots' record on. I didn't mind it at the time so I kept it on, it was one of those Best Hits ones. I walked to the kitchen and looked around to see if we even had any food. We had the money. It's not like we were broke... we lived in a mansion! But, it definitely was not luxury living. I sighed and walked over to the living room and over to the tv. I turned the knob and the TV flicked on, I spun the other knob until I got to the kids tv channel, this new show, Howdy Doody, was playing. I liked it, it was a nice simple show. I turned the volume low, so I could hear it, but also hear the music. I maneuvered my way through the halls to get to my parents room. Once I was in I grabbed some money for their dresser, they wouldn't notice. I did it every time they didn't leave me food. I went to my room, slipped on some shoes, and grabbed a backpack for the money. I wasn't thinking about it and threw some clothes in the backpack, along with some toys and stuff. I guess deep down I knew I couldn't stay any longer. I walked down the stairs and through the halls, more of the ink spots playing.

"I've lost all ambition

For worldly acclaim

I just want to be the one you love"

I made sure my bag was shut all the way, and I walked out the door. I was never coming back. I made my way to the nearby corner store and picked out one of those hot serve meals. The cashier rang it up, I got some chicken, And then I saw a flier on the window.

"Sir? Can I take this?" I pointed to it.

"Uh.. yeah. Things been there for weeks, go ahead."

I grabbed the flier and smiled as I walked outside. Sirkus' Spectacular. It was still in town.. I knew that'd be my new home.

  Now, here I was, with Philip Sirkus, discussing songs for my next act.

"I don't think that song's a good choice, how 'bout somethin else?"