Welcome to the circus made of technology. Everything is an illusion or make belief. Welcome to my hell, the one I forced into. All I want is to escape.
My name is Lucy stratfold or Highwire girl. I live in a circus of make belief and illusion all created by technology. Me and the 'Elastic woman' or Veronica my best friend were both forced to come here by our parents to get 'reprogrammed' into the child they wanted. Too bad for them that my 'reprogramming' didn't work. When it doesn't work they force you to get a job with one of the many circuses spread across Alberta so you can entertain the general public. Well trust me when I say that I never wanted to come here and all I want to do is leave but we have yet another show tonight and they would notice if I left.
"Hey dear." Veronica pops up into the mirror. She looks wonderful. Her long jet black hair is curled into a tight updo, vibrant green eyes stand out against her pale skin. I turn around to see what outfit they forced her to wear this time. Long black tights and a pale snug dress that ends just above her knee. Its actually kind of cute.
"Hey chickie." I reply turning back to the mirror to finish my make up.
"Let me help you with that."
"sure"
"Still wanna escape?" She asked in a hurried, hushed tone. I nod my head vigorously. Some of my straight, long blond hair fell out of the messy bun my hair was currently raked into.
"I know a way out but we have to leave now, okay?" once again I nod, afraid to open my mouth cause a happy screech wishes to leave me. I take one last look into the mirror one last time hoping for it to be my last. My golden blond hair is falling out of a messy bun atop my head, my dull green eyes are filled with hope. Thats new.
The walls glitch, letting us know that its almost time to go onstage. I sigh and look towards the hallway that leads to the platform stage. I glance towards the ground and see the old cracked and rotting wooden floor, no one knows what colour the floors were to begin with but now they are the colour of pale decay painted black with mold in most spots. Yeah, I won't miss this place. At all.
Veronica takes my hand and leads me towards the far back wall Where she then kicks in a hole in the green wall and crawls through. I have to kick it a little more before I could crawl through. I find Veronica leaning against the outside wall. I unfold my long legs and walk towards her. I'm out, I'm free, I can finally leave this hell hole. I bounce over to her and wrap my arms around her thin body and lay my head on her shoulder . We're about the same tall height, shes just a little taller. I inhale the cold evening air. I haven't been outside in around three years. This is awesome. I grab her hand and we begin walking but of course once we turned the corner I ran straight into the Ringleader. He's a tall, bald, scary man, always dressed in black. No one knows his real name, we only know him as the 'Ringleader'.
He grab a handful of my plain navy blue shirt and hoists he of the ground.
"What are ya doin out here?" He asks extremely calm. Isnt the saying calm berfore the storm? He seems awefully calm but I can see the storm coming from the vein popping out in his forehead. I don't respond. If you say the wrong thing to the Ringleader you might end up going a week without.
"We were trying to escape from this hell hole." Veronica replied matter of factly to him.
"I give you a home from the danger of this world after your parents abandoned you and you're trying to escape." He shakes his head sighing.
" I'd rather face the dangers of the world then be stuck one more minute in that dump." I tell him smiling sweetly. I have no idea where that came from.
I didn't see his hand lash out until it was too late and my body slumped paralyzed to the ground and blackness over took my vision.
***
"Is the program ready" The Ringleaders voice echoed in my ears. I'm laying on a cool surface, probably metal, my wrists ankles and mid section are all held to the table with restraints. I open my eyes only to close them again when the scorching artificial light scorches my retinas. Ouch.
"Yes sir. Are you sure you want such a strong program? She is only fifteen." Another deep voice asks.
" Just do it." he barks. Wait program, they want to reprogram me!
I didn't get to voice my side when the needle was jabbed into the soft flesh of my elbow and everything unconsciousness overtook my body once again, I was going to be reprogrammed into something I wasn't, into someone I wasn't.
***
"What is your name?" The voice asks.
"Lucy" My monotone voice responded.
"What do you want to do now?"
" Serve the circus forever."
"Who is Veronica?"
" I don't know"
"Will you ever escape again?"
"Never."
