You thought you wanted change, but now Things are never going to be the same.
Is everything falling apart or coming together ?
Many plot twists & promise won't abandoned.
(Y/N)=Your name or use Chloe.
[ONE is slow & just kind of an intro to the two characters. This story is thru your eyes, & at times, Dandy's."]
Two weeks after the move: • Dandy's Point Of View •
Dandy let out a sigh as he got himself up off the ground, With his hand on his head in slight pain confused at what just had happened Why would he do this? Mother was to pay him at large just to juggle around a few pins.
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At first I was enraged, but I quickly remembered the items I had seen in the bag right before getting knocked out.
& I am one to recognize a killer when I meet one. I was fascinated by him.
He could have killed me right at that moment but he spared me. It was a sign. •
I followed the clown man, that mother brought into our home, into the woods.
That was only after getting a glimpse of his blood drenched bowling pins & a couple of other dangerous objects that peaked my interest in his bag. So exciting.
& I could tell this guy had a lot of exciting ideas. I wanted to be apart of it. It was in my blood to kill.
Mother said it was a family curse that led all the way back to The time of Roanoke.
I wanted to learn his ways & quickly impress him with my skills & he would have to spare me in return.
As he wasn't like those ordinary circus clowns I used to see at the circus with mother. They were pathetic.
Mother finally got me the perfect gift.
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I would use this gift to my advantage. Learn from it.
I had nothing to learn from the freaks, As they have nothing to offer. Thinking about them gets me enraged.
