"How. No why would you do this! To the people who loved you most." The interviewer was shaking as he asked the words, I could see in his eyes that he was afraid. Didn't blame him I would be scared of me to. Everything went silent. He was getting more and more anxious as time went by. The colour started draining out his face and the sweat rushed down past his trembling lips. After seconds which felt like minutes I curled the side of my lips up revealing a smile that could make anyone bow before me. I chuckled making the chains around my ankles clank together. "They didn't love me. How can anyone love me. They treated me like shit making sure my life was a living hell!" I laughed again. 'Hell...'. This time he looked at me with a blank expression, I arched my eyebrow and continued anyway...
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What Lies Behind A Smile.
HorrorCircus freaks, nightmares, corrupted governments and murder.