Tight Rope Walker
Abigail lost everything in WWII, her father to the draft, and her mother to an industrial accident. With the world in flames, Abigail spent the rest of the war and a few years after in an orphanage. She hardly remembers her life before the safe house. All she knows now is the daily struggle with the nuns, and the other children also orphaned from the war. They fought for every meal and faced the nuns cruelty. Her anger at the world grew inside her. Sometimes she shook with rage. She stayed there until she was 17. She couldn’t bare to be there anymore after all, she knew that a teenager wasn’t going to be adopted after the war. On an outing with the residents of her Orphanage, she saw a flyer for a Circus. “Ollivander’s Box of Curiosities,” she took the flyer and hid it on herself. When the time was right, she snuck out of the Orphanage, with only a briefcase of her belongings she ran away and joined the Circus. When she arrived she was welcomed by the Show’s Freaks. All orphans and cast outs of society. Ollivander,the ring leader wasn’t so easily amused by her abrupt presence. But when she showed her ability to balance on a tight rope and contort her body. He agreed to let her perform. Weeks went by and she practised with the other acrobats, they also taught her some ballet, but enough inky to make an entrance.
Finally the time came for her to be in the circle. She was nervous but determined. She was in one of the stage ballet dresses. A purple and yellow dress, along with her stage makeup. From her neck down to her arms is the red and white striped that decorate the entire tent. Lips blood red and glossy, eyes like voids with her brows combed up. As she took her first step. She instantly fell to her death.
When she woke up in her limbo, she had the eyes of the Circus spectators growing out of her body, a reminder of her failure. She’s still performing though! Forever on the tightrope, forever falling off but never escaping the crowds laughter as she hit the ground and awoken on the rope again. And again. And again.