THE CIRCUS VILLAIN

Did you know that villains are not born? and they are made? thats because of their childhood trauma still remains deep inside them, but not all trauma came from thier childhoods right? not all. and here i was, wondering if i could take back my fathers will. my father was a loving host of his big circus shows in different countries and places, whenever he goes i was there. and if you ask about my mother, my father said she died after giving birth to me and i thought he would blame everything to me, but instead he loves me with all his heart. i was grateful to have a father like him, not until-....

"y-yhanna... you have to leave!" sabi ni itay

"papa ayaw ko po!, ayaw po kitang iwan!" umiiyak kung sigaw sa aking ama habang hawak ang kanyang kamay.

ang loob ng malaking circus tent na ito ay nilalamon na ng apoy at meron na din nahuhulog na mga bagay galing sa itaas ng tent na ito, mahigpit ko hinawakan ang kamay ni papa but i was shock when he lift me into his arms and run past the flames, mainit ang mga kalayong iyon, sobrang init, yakap na yakap ako ni papa na halos siya na ang napapaso sa init ng apoy, nang malapig na kami makalabas ng tent, he notice a thing is falling on our diretion kaya nahagis na lamang ako palabas.

napadaing ako sa sakit na naramdaman ko, pero ang masmasakit ngayon ay makitang nilamon na ng apoy ang buong tent kasama ang aking ama, agad akong tumayo at hindi na dinama pa ang sakit ng tuhod ko sa pag lakad malapit sa apoy but adults hold me back and i was screaming, crying for my father.

"bitaw!!, anjan ang papa ko! papaaaa!!! papaaa!!"

i was only eighth years old when i have that trauma still remains a scar in my heart.

(note: this story doesn't exist in reality, maybe?)
(do not steal)