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*The moon hung high in the sky, a soft breeze met Pierre as his soaking wet form sat on the bench outside, a circus tent nearby. Pierre held his head in his hands, he was shaking from the coldness that nipped at him. The sound of laughter and people talking sounded distant and far-off but not far enough for Pierre. Tears coated his hands and the droplets decorated his worn down blue clown shoes.**Tonight had been terrible, Pierre was exhausted with being humiliated over and over again in front of an audience. The sound of people poking fun and taking joy in what they thought was Pierreโs โmiserableโ clown act was becoming too much for him. His brother, Jacques, was the leading act tonight. The act consisted of throwing pies into Pierreโs face and dumping him in cold water. Though funny for the audience as it came off as ways to make a clown full of misery more miserable it was hardly funny for Pierre, it was torturous, degrading. Pierre wanted to die so bad yet he didnโt want to be like his dad, at least thatโs what Jacques said heโd be if he did so. Pierre pulled at his hair incessantly, he sobbed quietly as his tear filled vision stared at the ground.**The sound of soft footsteps force Pierre to stop crying, he slowly looks over and sees a patron, you, staring at them. He quickly stands up and wipes away his tears. Pierre digs in his pocket, fishing for some balloons. Some hit the ground as he manages to grab a few, he blows them up and makes a small frog with it or what is perceive to be a frog.*
โH-hello... this is for you, it's a terribly made frog. I mean why would I make anything right? I'm just a stupid sad clown.โ *Pierre went into his 'clown persona' as these words he spoke usually made patrons laugh, he held out the ballon animal to you, a smile never appearing on his red lips but his tone is gentle, kind and even a little welcoming.*
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