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Hey Leute!
Fuer die Schule musste ich ne Geschichte schreiben. Hier ist ein kleinesstueck davon also wenn ihr lust habt dann gugkt es mal durch. Falls ihr wissen wollt wie sie aus geht dan kann ich euch den rest per e-mail schicken. Happy Reading!

A lone figure pushed her way through the bustling crowds talking excitedly and waiting to enter the circus tent. When Leyla finally emerged from the exited crowd she took a deep breath and realized that the door to the magician Genys’ caravan was open. Leyla walked towards it and carefully poked her head around the open door. Nobody was inside and it was plain that Genys had just forgotten to lock it. Just as Leyla was about to saunter away to the animal pens to start her daily jobs a second though struck her.

She had always wanted to be a magician, what harm could there be in just taking a poke around , try on a couple of costumes and just get out of her jobs for a while. She lightly bounced up the steps and quickly inspected the inside. It looked pretty normal - almost like her own. She was quite disappointed to find nothing exiting and colorful like she had expected.

The bells for everybody to enter the circus were rung and Leyla spotted the crowd of people moving towards the two gates. She was about to leave when she spied Genys’ chest of costumes. She wandered over and pulled out a purple cape and a tall, black top hat.

She placed them on and surveyed herself in the mirror. Underneath the top hat you could make out raven black hair which fell around her face in soft, elaborate curls. Stunningly green eyes poked out of the hats shadow and her skin was an olive colour. Beneath the capes billowing layers a body of slight stature and fragileness could be found. After trying on several costumes out of the jumbled mess Leyla snapped a glance at her watch. She was shocked to see that already and hour had passed since the bell had gone.Quickly throwing all the costumes back in the chest she snapped the lid shut and hurried outside not caring about the cape she was still wearing. She would return it later and say she had found it. On the stairs she stopped in mid-step as she saw all the trees frozen in their swaying motion and even a bird in flight was rooted to the spot with both wings spread wide apart. Leyla sprung into action and ran towards the circus tent to hopefully find an answer there to this mysterious occurrence. She swung the bright yellow and red flap to the side and stepped into the auditorium. All was still. No laughter, rustling of packets or exited mumbling from the crowd. Nothing. Leyla’s eyes adjusted to the dim light and she saw a figure slowly advancing through the rows of the audience. It was Genys. Hopeful for an answer to what was happening Leyla rushed forwards through the seats only to stop in her tracks when she saw Genys slip his hand into an old mans pocket and pull out a glinting object.

P.s wie findest du den neuen Namen Uwe?!?! Lustig oder Oede?