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WARNING:This story contains blood, PTSD, Fire, painful deaths, and decapitation. If you are not comfortable with any of these please do not read!
Charlie awoke he was covered in sweat, his heart beating fast as he gasped for air. “It was just a dream” he told himself
He looked around the room, everything was in the place it’s been in. So why was he scared?
It was the same dream he’d been having for a while now. His beloved wife dying in front of him, the circus burning down, the stun he was in.
Charlie tried to slow his breathing as he sat up in the bed. He then looked at the picture frame on his night stand and started crying, the picture was his beloved Mary.
He then stood up and walked to the door to the hallway. As he walked through the hall he could still vision the horrific events that accrued. He walked up to the door of the bathroom and opened the door.
It was a nice bathroom, with light blue walls and white tile flooring. The only thing that wasn’t was the mirror. He walked towards the mirror, standing there he saw his light green eyes, his white hair, and a broken expression.
Looking at the mirror he closed his eyes, turning on the tab he splashed water on his face. As he opened his eyes he jumped at the sound of the front door being knocked on.
”Who would want to visit me?” He asked himself before there were more knocks on the door.
With a sigh he exited the bathroom into the hallway and to the front door. He hesitantly reached for the door knob and opened the door.
He didn’t know who he was expecting but it was definitely a suprise. It was a girl around 15 or 16, she had pink hair tied up into pig tails with star berets, she wore circular glasses, her eyes were a bright neon green with no pupil’s. She was a little bit chubby wearing a light purple sweater with a collor and pink ribbon with a skirt. She also wore white socks that went to her knees paired with black shoes.
But the most peculiar thing about her was that she had a horn in the middle of her forehead, she also had white wings and in her hair was yellow stars that appeared to be attached to her hair.
As Charlie looked at her curiously she began to speak. “HI, my name is Unika Star and I’d like to ask you some questions regarding The Star Circus” she said in a bright voice.
”Why do you want to know, and why are you asking me anyway?” He asked suspiciously.
“Well it’s for my.. HISTORY class, yes my history class it’s for a prodject” she said nervously.
Charlie began closing the door”Well, you’re asking the wrong person Unika” he almost fully closed the door as she shoated out “YOUER CHARLIE BLOOM RIGHT!?”
That caught his attention.