Last weekend my cousin and I took the bus to the carnival that had come to town. We had a lot of fun. We went on a whole bunch of rides and ate cotton candy and played some games where you try to throw rings at bottles. My cousin asked a man who worked at the carnival where the freaks were because he really wanted to see some freaks. The man said there weren’t any freaks at carnivals any more because it wasn’t political. This made my cousin sad. Then he showed the man how he could bend his thumb all the way back. Well, most of the way back. But the man didn’t seem to care. All he said was “Don’t quit your day job.” I guess he wasn’t too smart, my cousin doesn’t even have a job. But if he did, I bet he would be a freak.
A place to store the things I write. The posts are listed from oldest to newest in the archive list, that is really the best way to read them. For now everything here is fiction.
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