...thoughts from Marlena...

Dear Diary,
     He did it again. He's subtly punishing me. The elephant act was almost a disaster if I hadn't saved it, but at my own expense. That seems to happen a lot these days. And now I'm unable to walk my feet hurt so badly. So I've decided to write instead of grovel in what my life has become. I feel sometimes like the horses are the only thing keeping me from leaving the circus...and August. But other times I make a stand with a strength I didn't know I possessed. If only my act could become my life. Maybe then I could escape. Escape this masquerade and this offstage sideshow act of a life. 
                                                             -Marlena