Once upon a time, long, long ago, Clippo the clown was born. From that day forward, his
parents, Cloppo and Clappo, starting teaching him all they knew about being clowns. When he was just a baby they would read
him hilarious clown stories and as Clippo grew, so did their hope...
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A SMILE FROM ABOVE
The very first time I opened my eyes I saw
her looking down at me lovingly, the beautiful little girl with the emerald green eyes. I didn't know what love was then,
but it's something that I know well now...
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FATHER TIME
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I would sit completely mesmerized
as my grandmother reminisced with me about her life. To my family she became an annoyance, but to me, she was my world. Her
life intrigued me; I was like her. She would tell me all the time that she believed God sent me just for her. The loving touch
of her hand, the tender tone of her voice, her mere presence, soothed my soul. Although, sometimes during her stories she
would almost frighten me with a distant gaze deep within her eyes, a distance that seemed to take me with her. Almost as if
her voice hypnotized me...
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THE SPIRIT IN THE HOUSE
Marylou
listened to the endless ticking of the clock, as she lay in bed desperate for sleep. She had been restless for weeks it seemed,
but could not understand why. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. As she lay there, her mind drifted through the
rooms of her life...
