

Circus Town pg 4Circus Town (pg 4)Circus Town pg 4
Thomas sat down on a log and watch Ellen pick some fowlers, she turn around and looked at Thomas, how could you say al that stuff? You dont even know me she said, Thomas smiled , well lets start then Ill start Thomas began, my name is Thomas Andrew Barton, my father is Alex Barton and my mother is Annie Barton. I use to live on a farm, it was beautiful farm, I love to read, write stories and draw Thomas said, Ellen sat down beside him as Thomas went on, well you can see my hair is a shaggy blond and my eyes are mix light green and yellow, Im


Circus Town pg 3Circus Town (pg 3)Circus Town pg 3
It was about 6:00 when Thomas rush past the game booths, all he could think about was talking to Ellen and nothing ales. As he was about to make a left a clown came out and grab him by the shoulders, the clown swing Thomas around to face him. Thomas looked at the clown, hes hair was greasy black hair and smelled like booze, his make-up was a pale white with dark blue,. so sonny you think you can upset mr. Jo eh? the clown ask, no sir, I was just thinking about the poor girl! I didnt mean to get him upset Thomas said, then another clown came up behind Thomas and grab him, the


Circus Town pg 2Circus Town As Thomas walk though the shop his eyes couldnt stay in one place, form the right was booths, rides, lights and on the left was pretty much the same but bigger and shinier. Alex walk over to his desk and sat down in a chair, well my son what do you think? he ask, Thomas took a whiff of the room, it smell like old stuff mix with oil and lavender, its great but it smells like lavender, why is that? Thomas ask, Alex looked at him, I cant smell anything maybe you should go see your room. Its up the stairs to the right Alex said as he pointed up the sCircus Town pg 2


Circus Town (Pt. 1) Thomas sat in his room ready to drink down his death with a bottle of Absinth, its greenie colour made it not to hard to give in or not to leave it be . Thomas slid his finder around the lady shape bottle feeling its coldness and its beauty, he was ready to give in and let death herself wrap her cold dead arms around him and drag him to hell. Thomas took a glass and pored the Absinth into it, he watch it flow like if time it self has slow down, "one drink, one drink to stop the pain...Ellen my love" he thought, he was about to take a slip of death when the door bust opCircus Town
| Ya sure I should of got around to this...BUT I just getting around to it now. Well I Live in a small town and I love to write and draw...My fav thing to to is to make cakes!(lol)I will get SOME ART going once I fish up one art thing Im doing lol. I have redisd hair(it was brown then I dyed it) I have Greenish blue eyes...Art rocks |
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Here come a candel to light your to bed...
and Here comes the Copper to chop....
chop...off you head
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Here come a candel to light your to bed...
and Here comes the Copper to chop....
chop...off you head
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