EL CIRCO DEL TERROR.
no todos los payasos te sacan sonrisas... también sangre.
Dicen que las apariencias engañan, y tienen mucha razón. Nadie pensaría que personas dedicadas a sacar sonrisas, tendrían la mente tan sádica. "No aceptes dulces de extraños" decía mamá, y que bueno que siempre la obedeci...
Harry Holmes era un niño de 8 años, dedicado a juguetear, ir a la escuela y sobre todo hacer cosas tipicas de un pequeño. Él siempre soñó con ser el creador de un Circo famoso, uno donde encontraras animales, payasos, acrobacias y show inovidables, sin embargo a pesar de tener tan imprecionante sueño, nunca visitó un Circo, su Padre siempre le decía: "El circo no es un lugar decente".
Una mañana, el pequeño Harry se encontraba en su colegio disfrutando de su recreo, debustando los deliciosos emparedados que su madre, con tánto amor, le preparaba. Un compañero de su clase dirigiendonse a él con emoción le dijo: "Harry en la tarde vendrá un circo de payasos". Los ojos del pequeño Harry brillaron más que un lucero, no se podía perder tán dichosa oportunidad, debía arreglarselas para poder ir, sin que sus padres se enterasen. Harry planeó todo a la perfección; su excusa fué el colegio, inventó que tenía mucha tarea por hacer y que junto con un compañero de clases la terminarían juntos. Los padres del pequeño no dudaron en darle permiso, ya que Harry por se un alumno excelente, lo dejaban hacer muchas cosas.
Emocionado, nervioso y algo inquieto, era lo poco que sentía al estar más y más cerca de llegar al famoso circo de los payasos, sin embargo... lo que Harry no sabía era que ese circo, estaba a punto de cambiarle la vida.
Al entrar habían muchos niños y niñas, no se veía ningún adulto por el lugar, solo niños. Harry tomó haciento para disfrutar del show y asi poder imaginarse que es el presentador y creador de su propio circo.
Habían animales de todo tipo, acrobacias imprecionantes y sobre todo payasos, pero estos no eran normales, no eran personas con la cara pintada y una naríz roja, tenían máscaras graciosas que cubrían sus rostros reales. Tal vez solo quieren ser más graciosos, dijo Harry.
Cae la noche y el show aún seguía, los niños no paraban de reir con las ocurrencias de los payasitos. Harry de tánto reir casi se orina los pantalones, asi que salió del lugar lo más rápido posible y en una esquina oscura ,decidió orinar.
"Gritos, llantos y suplicas"
Se escuchaba dentro de esa enorme carpa de colores. Harry funció el ceño al oir semejante cosa, pensó que se estaba perdiendo de un buen número, pero... no era asi.
Al entrar nuevamente al lugar, quedó paralizado al ver tal escena. Los payasos ya no tenían esas máscaras chistosas, sus caras eran escalofriantes, tenían los ojos amarillos y dientes afilados, parecían sacados de una pelicula de terror. Pero el susto fué aún más, cuando los niños no podían ni caminar por un fuerte dolor de estómago. LLoraban de dolor, pero sobre todo por sus vidas.
Uno de ls payasos sacó una gran sierra, haciendo que los niños gritasen más fuerte, y lo que era de esperar, la mayoría de ellos fueron asesinados con tan peligrosa herramienta. Otros fueron hechados a los leones, unos torturados hasta morir, mientras la otra parte, los usaron de muñecos sexuales.
Trauma es una palabra pequeña para lo que Harry sentía en ese momento, ver la sangre de todos ellos, cubrir la carpa, observar como los asesinaban a más de 50 niños friamente, marcó la vida de este pequeño.
Luego de tal escena, el caso se llevó a investigación por la policia. Harry fué interrogado, pero el mintió diciendo que no vió nada. Nunca se volvió a saber del circo y de su gente.
Lo que sucedió esa noche quedó marcada por el resto de su vida...
Sin embargo 15 años después volvió a suceder lo mismo, misma fecha, lugar, hora y ciudad. Para esa vez la policia si logró atrapar al responsable de un mismo asesinato.
¿Que decía el expediente policial?
Omicidio: tercer grado.
Personas: Más de 50 niños.
Responsable: Harry Holmes.
FIN
[English Version] CIRCUS OF TERROR.
not all clowns bring smiles... they also bring blood.
They say that appearances can be deceiving, and they are quite right. No one would think that people dedicated to making people smile would have such a sadistic mind. "Don't take candy from strangers," Mom used to say, and it's a good thing I always obeyed her.... Harry Holmes was an 8 year old boy, dedicated to playing, going to school and above all doing things typical of a little boy. He always dreamed of being the creator of a famous Circus, one where you would find animals, clowns, acrobatics and unforgettable shows, however, in spite of having such an exciting dream, he never visited a Circus, his father always told him: "The circus is not a decent place". One morning, little Harry was at school enjoying his recess, tasting the delicious sandwiches that his mother so lovingly prepared for him. A classmate of his excitedly addressed him and said: "Harry, in the afternoon there will be a clown circus". Little Harry's eyes shone brighter than a star, he couldn't miss such a wonderful opportunity, he had to manage to go without his parents knowing about it. Harry planned everything to perfection; his excuse was school, he invented that he had a lot of homework to do and that together with a classmate they would finish it together. The little boy's parents did not hesitate to give him permission, since Harry was an excellent student, they let him do many things. Excited, nervous and a little restless, was the little he felt as he was closer and closer to the famous clown circus, however... what Harry did not know was that this circus was about to change his life. As he entered, there were many children, no adults to be seen in the place, only children. Harry took a seat to enjoy the show so he could imagine that he was the presenter and creator of his own circus. There were animals of all kinds, impressive acrobatics and above all clowns, but these were not normal, they were not people with painted faces and red noses, they had funny masks covering their real faces. Maybe they just want to be funnier, Harry said. Night fell and the show was still going on, the children couldn't stop laughing at the antics of the clowns. Harry almost peed his pants from laughing so much that he left the place as fast as possible and decided to pee in a dark corner. "Shouting, crying and begging!" He could hear inside that huge colorful tent. Harry frowned when he heard such a thing, he thought he was missing a good number, but... it wasn't like that. When he entered the place again, he was paralyzed at the sight of such a scene. The clowns no longer had those funny masks, their faces were creepy, they had yellow eyes and sharp teeth, they looked like something out of a horror movie. But the scare was even more, when the children could not even walk because of a strong stomach ache. They were crying in pain, but most of all for their lives. One of the clowns pulled out a big saw, making the children scream louder, and as expected, most of them were killed with such a dangerous tool. Others were thrown to the lions, some tortured to death, while the others were used as sex dolls. Trauma is a small word for what Harry felt at that moment, seeing the blood of all of them, covering the tent, observing how they murdered more than 50 children coldly, marked the life of this little boy. After such a scene, the case was taken to the police for investigation. Harry was questioned, but he lied and said he saw nothing. The circus and its people were never heard from again. What happened that night was marked for the rest of his life? However, 15 years later the same thing happened again, same date, place, time and city. That time the police did manage to catch the person responsible for the same murder. What did the police file say? Murder: third degree. END
Persons: More than 50 children.
Responsible: Harry Holmes.
