It was the night of my first actual performance since being sold to the circus. Everyone was rushing around with makeup, costumes, wigs, the animals, props, practically everything was being rushed around. I was walking by the dressing room for the 'main performers' as they were called, when I was grabbed and drug in. I turned around quickly and it was the ring master's son.
"Talk to my lil' sis again and you'll be back to shoveling shit, you fucking faggot."
I couldn't find words to defend myself or even say anything before he continued.
"Don't think that we don't know why you're here. You couldn't keep your hands to yourself and you got caught, carpet muncher. Now get the fuck out before I show you how much you need a real man."
I ran out with thoughts of killing him rushing my mind. All different ways of killing him, torture methods I could use to make him pay for the words he spoke. All of the thoughts were cut short when I heard the clowns calling for me to get in place.
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The Life of Toxic Licorice
Fiksi UmumToxic Licorice is a clown at a traveling circus. This is the story of her demise and uprising. The story of her life as a lesbian in a time where she would be killed for being out.
