No More Babydoll
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I just want a normal life. No more circus life.
After the my mother died Joseph raised me as his own. We work in the circus. We're like one big happy family there. Midnight Circus is like one of the best traveling circuses.
Im leaving. Im as good as gone. Of course people will notice considering the fact that Im one of the main carnies.
Im in like all the acts. The main course, assistant, guest, helper. Im in everything. Joseph is technically my "dad" hes the ringmaster. The main person in command.
Anyway I just want to start college, meet a guy and what not.
But will I ever? Or will I just get pulled back in my life thats nothing but an act?
Babydoll is my stage name ir might as well be my real name be ause thats what everyone calls me, but my name is Haven Startford and this is my life.
Haven soon gets pulled between to worlds between to different guys. Japer and Shiloh soon enough will she choose between the guys or the lifestyle?..
AUTHORS NOTE::
sorry guys im not very good at writing what the story is about. :/ but Its AMAZING!! PLEASE READ IT AND ENJOY!!! :):):):):);)
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