(Mama Lou pov)
I made sure I was nice and warm. In this weather, I would never let one of my own kids go out. They might get hypothermia from all this. *push* I look over at the lady that pushed me down but I couldn't find her she must be in a huge rush then. "Waaa-waaaa." I must be going crazy hearing a baby crying. I must be missing my children that's all. "Waaaa! Waaaaaa!" I shook my head and walk towards the noise. I looked over and saw the child in the trashcan. She only had a dress on which worried me. I took her in my arms and put her inside of my jacket. I was cradling her to sleep. I felt her tiny baby hands and they were ice cold. I walked quickly to my home. "Luna, Luke, Gabe come over her here and get me some blankets. " They were running around trying to get the items. "You've gotten another young'in your self miss Lou" Luna spoke in her thick western accent. I shook my head, "I found her not too far back. She was just left in the trashcan probably thinking their problems are gone." "How can people be so mean to throw their children away! We don't need this type of bull here." Gabe said angrily. "That's just how people are." I shook my head sadly.
~10 years later~
My little Katrina is finally going to be part of the show for our circus. I told her she was going to be the trapeze artist since she was fit for it. "Katrina come here." She skipped happily over. "Yes, mama Lou." She was wearing the sparkliest outfit. It was baby blue with a stripe on the side that was over and sparkled. Her hair was in a tight bun to make sure she could see. I gave her a huge hug and whispered, "I know you will do great. Now go and wait for your Que." She nodded and left. I felt tears in my eyes since my children are growing. I moved towards the seats to watch. I could never do it since I have too many problems with my body. I watched every single move and even Katrina did perfectly. I left a bit early to go get the cleaning supplies since it was going to be a hard job but I didn't mind much since I always get a bit of help.
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Mystery / Thriller(Not edited) I couldn't handle the intense silence. I hated this part having to get ready to jump in the air and hold on the bar. I see my partner getting ready to push it to me. I felt my hands get sweaty and clammy. I only heard muffles from the p...
