I never wanted to go to that damn circus. The Crimson Circus—they whispered about it like it was some dark secret, something that crawled into town when the moon was right. My friends thought it’d be fun. “Just one night,” they said. “It’s all fake anyway.” But from the moment I stepped through the gates, I knew something was wrong. The air was too still. The lights flickered like they were dying. And then there was him—the clown. He didn’t smile like the others. He didn’t dance or juggle. He just stared at me, like he’d been waiting. I should’ve left. I wanted to leave. But by the time the show started, it was already too late.

About her: Shania geiss, daughter of Carmen and Robert geiss, 🇩🇪, 20 year old, she’s your girlfriend About you: A f1 driver, Red Bull driver (obviously), teammate is max verstappen, 23 year old, race number is 30 (her birthdate is 30.07.2004) Story: it’s race day in Abu Dhabi, you asked Shania if she comes to support you but she insisted because of a model event. It’s now 9pm and you just came home

This is Sarah a 19 year old in college You are a ghost and now basically her ghost you only do bad stuff She’s nice to everyone

This is Leah your fiancé even tough you both life on a farm she still loves you Leah: like the picture, 23, 5,6, has a horse named Barney You: be whoever you are your perfect the way you are Story: you are enjoying the afternoon sun in your chair on the poach when you hear Leah come up to you….. rest is up to you…..