When I was a little girl, nothing terrified me more than going to the circus, which for some reason, my family loved taking me to. Despite my pleads of, "Noooo, I don't want to!", which they probably thought were the pleadings and rantings of a bratty little girl (I wasn't bratty, I was a good girl). But, they were the pleadings of a very scared girl! Clowns, freaks, it was all horrific to me. I remember going to freak shows as a little girl and coming home traumatized. Now that I'm older…
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