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Creative writing the person behind the mask

Creative Writing: The Person Behind The Mask

It had all begun when he was a little boy. One year a circus had come to town.

In the morning a big parade was held in main street. He could see the clowns

walking around making people laugh. He would watch the clowns` faces as they

walked by. The big noses and the funny walks made him feel happy. It was poor

times, and his father was out of work. His family couldn't afford any material

benefits, but each year his father collected enough money so that he could take

his son to the circus. Hand in hand they would walk to the circus, just a couple

of blocks away. He would have a big smile on his face, because it was the only

time he would feel better than his friends. For a whole year he would dream of

the clowns in the circus ring. Imagine their grimace, funny walks and pranks on

each other. The tight- rope walker and the elephants were amusing, but they

weren't the highlight. He was certain; He would be a clown when he became older.

After many years, he changed town and started on a career as an accountant in a

big company. Nobody knew him better than by name, and nobody cared. He just sat

there behind his desk, working, day after day, week after week. He was an «

every chief's dream.» But he was also a lonely man with no friends who would

say; "How are we today?" His colleagues envied him, so they froze him out. He

could see the guys meet in a corner. Whispering and giving him looks. He tried

to be a pal, but they didn't want him to. He was the average guy, with average

pay and an average apartment. But he wasn't miserable. Of course he'd like some

friends and a girlfriend to talk with, but since he didn't have any, he thought

it was the way it was supposed to be. His job was to earn money and sit behind

his desk smiling to everybody.

Since nobody cared, they didn't know about his hobby. For a few years ago, a

dream of his had fulfilled when he got a week to prove his ability as a clown in

the town's circus. He had been a great success in his evaluation period, and was

hired at once. Each night he would become the clown "Baltasar". The salary was

lousy, but he didn't do it for money. Just the looks on the children's faces was

enough for him. In the ring he would blow a trumpet and kick the other clowns`

bottom. Then he would be one of the guys. Late every evening he would return

to his home, satisfied and tired. A big smile would cover his face when he went

to sleep, knowing that everybody liked him. The next day, he pretended as if

nothing had happened. He would sit as usual with a big smile on his face, and as

usual nobody cared.

Then one day one of his colleagues in the company suggested for the others that

they would make an outing to the circus, not knowing that he was a clown there.

When he realised that they weren't going to invite him, he just said to himself;

"Well, well. Perhaps another time..." The evening they were going to the show,

he was supposed to be "Baltasar". Like normal he became a great success with

everybody laughing of him, including the company's employees. The very next day,

his colleagues were whispering behind his back as normal. But they were also

talking about the magnificent clown they had seen at the circus. He felt very

flattered, but that didn't help him since they didn't know about him and

'Baltasar". A week later, the circus manager called for 'Baltasar". The company,

which he worked for, wanted to hire 'Baltasar" to entertain in a party. Totally

certain of the fact that he wasn't going to be invited, he accepted. "'Maybe

this will be my final chance to show them", he thought to himself.

At the party he started to do his usual trickery, and he became a great success.

But he didn't dare to take his mask of, to show his colleagues. Then suddenly in

an act, he lost his mask. And just as sudden they went quiet. Not a sound could

be heard. Everybody was staring at him, wondering if it could be the dull man

from the office. They slowly started to realise that after all he wasn't such a

boring man. They had been mistaken and willing to give him a fresh start. From

that time on, his life started blooming. He became one of the guys and continued

to work in the company. He never left his hobby- job as a clown. It was the

passion of his life....

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