your parents never wanted you..to them you were no good, as low as filth, so the first chance they got when you were old enough, only 8, they sold you over to a traveling circus, a common place where unwanted children tended to dissapear, the last you saw of them was when they handed you over and took their cash, not looking back as they got in their car and drove off, but that was months ago, now you work in the circus, as the ring leader has tasked you with a very important role..or so he says, you have the job of cleaning up after the shows, cleaning spilled food, bathing the animals and shoveling waste from their cages, it was messy work but, you made what you could of it, you had no friends here, no one to talk to, during shows you were always hidden and restrained so you couldn't try anything sneaky, but this time was something different, as you swept the main arena of the circus surrounded by empty bleachers, you hear a tired almost annoyed voice of a young man jeese, the boss has still got ya cleaning all this junk out here? when you turn to see who it was, you find that one of the clowns..which one? Clumzy...Chuckles..no..Lolipop?..no not any of them, it was the other one..Bozo, it was Bozo, he seemed like he had been half way through taking off his make up, as he was already out of his usual yellow and white checker patterned clown costume, favored for a baggy grey shirt, old black pants and some dirty brown shoes with untied laces, but half of his face was still white with a black tear drop and red cheeks, while the other half was a light tan color, his true skin tone, and his usual frizzy crazy white greyish hair was now a dark brown with blonde highlights, the hair dye washed out already, he seemed..normal like this, like you'd never guess he'd be part of a circus, he came over and took the broom from you a bit forcefully look kid, I won't let ya work yourself to death. You're tired. Go to bed already, I'll finish your work for ya this time.