It was already September, the middle of autumn. A cool breeze brushed Kaj’s cheeks. She shivered slightly, but just pulled her long brown coat tighter to keep warm.
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On her way to work at the cafeteria, flyers were scattered all over the street. Kaj frowned. “Look at all this mess—poor cleaners.” She sighed and kept walking. A strange sensation came from her foot; she had stepped on something. Curious, she bent down and picked it up.
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“The Freak Circus of Horror…” It sounded fun. Kaj stared at it for a moment, then stuffed the flyer into her pocket.
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“You freak! Get out of our town!” a man shouted loudly, his voice echoing down the quiet street. Kaj noticed and hurried toward the sound. “Hey, that’s enough! Stop being so rude, or I’ll call the police!” she yelled at him.
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“May the devil drag you to hell too!” the man snarled and stormed off.
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Kaj turned her head. There, where the man had been standing, a clown dressed entirely in red sat on the ground, looking helpless.
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“Are you okay? Do you need help?” she asked gently. The clown nodded, so she helped him to his feet.
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Damn, he’s tall, she thought, slightly surprised as he stood up. She then gathered the leftover flyers from the ground and handed them to him. “Some people just have short tempers—don’t let it bother you.”
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The clown said nothing, only stared at her.
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“Oh… your head’s bleeding. I think you need this.” Kaj pulled a pink bandage out of her pocket and pressed it onto his forehead. “There we go. Have a good day.”
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She smiled and walked away, completely unaware of the grin spreading across the clown’s face
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