1. Childhood Memories
At a young age, I was traumatized by a clown, but not a normal clown, a ceramic clown doll. Even though I was told over and over to leave her clowns alone, I still played with them. Because I didn't listen, I learned, the hard way, that when you are told ... listen. Because if you don't listen, bad things can happen. When I was four years old, I would go into my sister's room and play with her clowns. One in particular, a small ceramic one. I would play with her clowns even though I got in trouble all the time. Olivia, the clown I played with the most was pale with a pale olive suit, hence t...
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