Chapter 2: Oh no...

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 A few years later:  

With a small headset microphone, I sang powerfully:

  Some people long for a life that is simple and planned
Tied with a ribbon
Some people won't sail the sea 'cause they're safer on land
To follow what's written
But I'd follow you to the great unknown
Off to a world we call our own  

  Mountains and valleys, and all that will come in between

Desert and oceanYou pulled me in and together we're lost in a dreamAlways in motionSo I risk it all just to be with youAnd I risk it all for this life we choose  

  Hand in my hand and you promised to never let go
We're walking the tightrope
High in the sky
We can see the whole world down below
We're walking the tightrope
Never sure, will you catch me if I should fall?
Well, it's all an adventure
That comes with a breathtaking view
Walking the tightrope  

  With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
With you
With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh  

  With you, ooh-ooh-oohWith you  

After the show, Barnum came up to me and my best friends Anne and W.D Wheeler to introduce his newest hire "Everyone, I'd like you to meet my newest hire Phillip-" he was cut off by me whispering "Carlyle..." and gently pushing past everyone, stating that I didn't fell so well so I was gonna go lie in my dressing room, in my camp-bed Anne and P.T had installed for me for when I practiced after everyone had left. This helped me not need to walk home alone and in the dark, whereas not keeping Anne and W.D stay up waiting until, like, 11pm. As soon as I locked the door, I flopped onto it, muttering "Oh, no. Oh no"

*Back downstairs*

"Excuse me, Anne, but do you know where that woman's dressing room is?" asked Phillip politely. "Who, Emma? Oh, of course! Follow me" she replied, walking up the stairs  to the third floor. Eagerly, he bounded up the stairs but as they were just about to reach Emma's room, he tripped on the last stair and made a large gash on his cheek, causing an echoing thud. Curious, Emma opened her door an inch, just enough to see her childhood best friend sprawled out at the foot of the stairs. Flinging open the door, she rushed out to inspect him. "W.D, P.T, carry him into my room and get him on my bed" she commanded.


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