Always Ride the Elephant

 
Series: Crying Wind | Story 7

Last updated 3/20/2023 at 10:12am



When I was a teenager and had my first job, I lived in a motel that charged $1 a day. I had a mean boss and hated my job, and when I went home to my motel room, I was so afraid I'd push furniture in front of my door. I mostly lived on cereal or ketchup I'd pour into boiling water and pretend it was tomato soup.

I got fired from my job and only had ten dollars in the world. I didn't know how I'd pay my rent or buy food. There was no one who would help me.

While I was walking around town looking for a job, I saw a poster on a window that said the circus was coming to town and the admission was f...



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