The parking lot lay silent, except the bone chilling jingle of circus
bells, from the pointed hat of a circus clown. He crept between the bodies of vehicles, not looking back. The inky black sky heralded the moon, a faint sphere of silver through the curtains of unforgiving mist.
A broken China doll lay lifeless and cold, by the side of a rusty old car. Her striped tights were ripped and torn, boots caked in mud, and flowing black hair masking the pained expression on her still face. Her broken face.
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Thank you so so much for reading my book! XXxxx
I really hope you enjoyed it, and if you weren't already scared of clowns, you should be now...
Don't be silent like little miss doll face ---
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Thankyouuuu! xxx
· Sophie ·
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Carnival
RandomRound and round the carousel, Where has your sweetheart gone? Eating cotton candy clouds, Or clotted cream and scones. Go and ride the Ferris wheel Or visit the popcorn stall, The ring toss and the bumper cars A freak show full of mauls. Running th...
