because it reminds me of the times in Japan,I flip to my favorite page,
me and my friend at the carnival.
We go there to escape,
from school, stress, and parents.
We don't go on rides today.
My friend's too depressed,
about a guy who rejected her.
We hang out at the water balloon stall.
The man behind the counter
impatiently waiting for us to do something.
I didn't read the sign. The sign that said:
CLOWNS IN THE CARNIVAL! STARTING TODAY!!!
I walk toward the hall of mirrors. Ashamed to admit I was bored of comforting her.
I walk around in the hall of weird mirrors. Like always.
Wait. What was that?
I trace my steps. Where I saw a flash of red.
A...clown. He's just standing. With a smile.
I gulp.
I stare
at myself. Wishing he'd walk away. He doesn't. I cant take this anymore. I scream.
I hear footsteps and "Little girl!!" called after me.
Burst outside. My eyes shut tight.
Keep running. I grab my friend and head home.
Flashes of red hair. Pale skin. Red smile. Ugly clothes. Flashing and flashing.
I put on loud music of rebels.
Whatever, it's just a clown....
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