chapter 1

I can hear the applause of the audience anticipating my performance,They clap their hands and shout my name,whistling cheers as they excitedly throw their fists in the air. The sound is louder now and my heart beats like a drum. (okay(brakets=thinking) take a deep breath. I've practiced this so many times and now it's my time to shine.

(ringmaster: And now ladys and gentlemen...

witness beauty and elegance as an angle takes flight.Give it up for...

I open my eyes the only thing I can see is the trapeze in front of me.This is my moment.Im ready.(pleas...watch me!) I flex my toes and tift my heels,swinging back and forth to gained momentum.

(ringmater: ... our flying maiden,Ice!!

upon hearing my cue,I jump with all my might.

(Audienss: Uwaaaaah!

I hear the audience gasp,both in amazement and perhaps fear of my stunts. I stretch my arms as far as I can my body feels light as if I've grown wings that carry me across the stage. (yes. This is it.) I smile knowing for sure I can reach the handle.But suddenly-----

(Ice: Aaaaaah!

The trapeze disappears and I fall. I fall fast. The bright lights of the circus arena grow dimmer as I plunge deeper into the abyss. The next thing i know,I'm wrapped in darkness.

(Ice: wh-what's happening?!

The question echoes in my head, but the darkness seems to have taken my voice away. My screams are silent despite me opening my mouth to call for help.(am I...going to die?) The vision comes to me in a flash... The ringmaster, the circuse,the smiles of the people who come to see us performe.

(these are my memories...)(but...are these really all I have?) I gently close my eyes to let death take me into oblivion.

(Ice: *cough cough* ugh!

I bolt right up in my bed a gasp for air. I wake up feeling like I've been thrown into water. Maby I really was judging from how wet I am with perspiration. I wrap my fingers around my neck and breath deeply calming myself down.

(Ice: what was that? Another nightmare?

I look around only dreaming.Everything seems normal. so I have a sigh of relief and reatch my for my pokrt watch.

(Ice: its three in the morning...

I think about my horrible dream and try to shake away the anxiety it gave me. I lightly slap my face with both hands and pinch my cheeks a couple of times.

(Ice: All right,Ice. Dont let it get to you. Today is an important say for the circus, so let's get some rest,okay.?

I sink back into my bed and pull the sheets over my body. I have to be in peak condition today. it's our first performance of the season.

The troupe has taken a break for three months , but we dident spend all our days sitting around.

(We've been practicing new performances, and we're all ready for our first show in a long while.)

U close my eyes and go back to sleep.

(person 1: step right up, folks! welcome to the most magical place in all of britan!

the circuse opent mid-afternoon.

The festival begins with the popping sound of confetti showering the venue in its various colours.

I stand backstage entrance and look around the field.

Several children are running around in costumes.The atmosphere is exhilarating.

Everyone is energetic,loud,and excited.

I smile.

(This has been my life for seven years but sometimes, I wonder.. )

(person 2: What are you doing ice? The shows about to start!

(ice: Tes I'm coming!

(I wonder what happened to me seven years ago...)

The crowd erupts in a wave of thunderous applause. I've just finished my stunts with the trapeze and I exhale the breath I dident even know I was holding.

(I did it!)

I look at my hands. they're powdered yellowish, and shaking. I ball them into fists.

(someone, anyone.. are you watching me?)

This is the little prayer I bank my hopes on every day.

(ringmaster: isn't she lovely, ladies and gentlemen? once again, our flying maiden, Ice!

That many, just many...

(woman: That was amazing!

(man: she's like an angel!

someday, someone will find me...

(crowd: Ice,! Ice! ,Ice!

And tell me who I am.

(ringmaster: For our final act may I request a volunteer from the audience?

several people got to their feet and raised their hands excitedly.

(ringmaster: How about you, kind sir? will you do the honors?

The audience shifts their gaze to the finely-dressed gentlemen in the third row.

(woman: Hey isent that Auguatus Harrington?

(Augustus harington)

(man: You mean the wealthy business man from london?

The man called Augustus smiles at what he hears.

(Augustaus: The pleasure is all mine goo sir.

The audience continues to be awed by the