Backstage With Roman Keplin

Bright and early, like every morning, Roman rolled out of bed as his parents shouted him awake on a brisk bright morning at 6 am. He rolled out of bed and threw on a dull pair of clothes, his hair was naturally brown and buzz cut. He looked like the model soldier. "UP AND ATTEM." his father roared at him. He jogged outside where his parents were waiting. His father gave a disapproving glare at his son, knowing how flamboyant he can be, he needed to break him. "DROP AND GIVE ME 50!" Roman sighed but dropped to the floor starting the gruelling process of doing 50 push ups. For the next few hours until any normal people woke up, Roman was drilled by his parents again and again.

After his work out, Roman was ordered to get the groceries, which he had to obey. However, it was a very fateful trip for Roman, The Circus was in town, children were running around smiling and Pokemon having fun along side them. Bubbles flew throughout the air and the sweet smell of cotton candy wafted through the town center. He kept his head down as best he could, if he parents caught him going to the circus, he knew he would be in trouble. He quickly brought the groceries and made his journey home. However, he was side tracked by a contortionist pulling him towards the circus, he tried to get out of it politely. "I'm sorry Ma'am, I need to get h--" He was cut short and was silenced when he saw the spectacle inside the tent. Pokemon's moves were combined together seamlessly, and they told a story, the smiles on the faces of the crowd brought Roman a warm feeling in his heart which was quickly clouded by the thought of his parents screaming at him. He rushed out of the tent and towards him. He overheard the Circus advertisers shout "ONE NIGHT ONLY, WE LEAVE TONIGHT!"

Eventually, Roman made it home but wasn't met with gratitude or thanks, but harsh words from his father for taking so long. Roman snapped back, he had had enough of how he was treated. "I'm tired of this, Let me live my own life!" His father struck forward and punched him across the face, a black eye slowly forming, Roman looking back in disgust. "You DONT talk back to me boy." Roman, hiding tears that were welling up around his eyes, stormed off to his room and locked the door. His parents ignored him for the rest of the day.

Close to midnight, the Circus was wrapping up and getting ready to leave. Roman had been thinking for hours on what he should do, and in a fit of rage and longing for freedom, he opened his window and fled his home, making for the Circus as it packed up. Whilst all the Circus performers were occupied with cleaning and securing their tents and contraptions, Roman snuck onto one of the transit vehicles, hoping that he could find a new life on the road with the circus.