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Hello, how are you? I hope you are doing well.
our names are Connor & Alexandra but you can call us Connor is fine.you can call me Lexie. that's what our mother called me..
As I'm sure you can see, we are a boy & girl
we are the circus flying trapeze artists and we're only 13 years.

Our lives may be sad but we find ourseves to like guys, boys and girls and rabbits, reading, playing piano, writing, dancing (bellet), preforming for the circus. reading, writing, playing violin, bogs, drawing, storms. I've also found that we cannot stand storms, spiders, colliflower, zombies, monsters, snakes, beef, dark colors, bloody clothes, and messes. sharks, brussels sprouts, being dirty, most candy, bats, and spiders.

we weren't always a circus performer. There was a time that we weren't soul bound to the circus. Well we lived with our mother and father in this wonderful mansion next to a really pretty lake. We were brought up at the good little children. We went to the best school and learned got good grades. We were tought proper edict by the best teachers money could buy. our mother dressed us up like little dolls and showed us off.

Our father thought she was being stupid becuase she wasn't treating us like the children we are. When she wasn't around father tought us everything busness. He tought us how to handle it and how to take it over when he died. Lexie never payed much attention partly becuase she was more into dance and music. I learned how to play the violin and did gymnastics with her only becuase Lexie was afraid of doing some things alone. I didn't complain though i enjoyed it.

We played many conserts for our family and friends. we even preformed for the mayor. with gymnastics and with music we preformed and did comitions every change we got. Our enjoyed it very much. it was our way of making people happy.We always pushed our selves to do better and to please our mother and father.

it wasn't always fun for us though. beeing good kids is hard. if we did something wrong our father would drag us down to the basement and shove us in this closet thing that barely fit both of us. it was really small and tight. we could barely breath and it was cold. it scared us and we always tryed to be good but we always messed up on some things. it was hard to be what they wanted us to be.

our mother also had a drug problem. She would sit in her study and light up some pot as they call it and get to the point where she wouldn't even remember us. it was bad becuase she would walk around all wierd and ask us who we where and why we were in her house. we'd get chased out of the house and we'd have to stay outside for hours.

She also had a secret. Our father wasn't our real father. Our real father was one of the clowns here in the circus. We were always punished becuase we had our dark side. we liked the sight of blood and we liked hurting people and hearing the screams. we were often found torturing one of our friends. we never killed them of course but it was fun hearing them scream as best as they could. our mother tryed to cover this up as best as she could since she knew how they clowns were and if it leeked out then he would find us

He did find us though. Our mother tryed so hard and when Her husband found out about us and that we wern't his he tryed to beat us. We got to him first. we tortured him some and showed him what happens if you mess with us. We showed that we wouldn't take what he did to us lightly anymore. It was fun to see his face in horror and he told everyone about us. but it was our world aginast his we pulled the crying act. our real father found us and the rest is history
What's our favorite way to torture an evil doer? Why, we thought you'd never ask! well we love to have them go into a fulse sacrity and have them try out with us the trapeze with us and promies that we'd take care of them. we'd also show that the net was working and once they were up we damange the net so they would crash to their doom after we don't cetch them. the way their heads go splat is just funny. sometimes they are alive and well that's where we get creative. if they aren't alive well then they couldn't hack it.

We also like mid evil torture. you know the stretch rack, the other fun stuff. we like the slow stuff that you feel for a long time and you beg for death. It's more fun to watch them scream and beg you to stop and then when they can't the look they give you is to funny and so cute. but of course we never give in. the ones we feel are are worth it they are forced to join or they die. But don't let that get in the way of our friendship. we're really kind and clam. I'm the one that is more open and handles things. I don't normally pick a fight unless you upset me and then I will hurt you. if you hurt my sister then You will be getting my foot so fair up your butt that when i pull it our your insides will fallow. I'm the calm one I'm the level headed one as well. Like my father though I do have a side that craves blood and screams. I love hearing the sounds of screams and want it more. these moments come out more then you woudl think

I'm the hyper and happy one. I'm very sweet and kind. I do have my angery moments but thats only if you hurt my brother or you say something that hurts my feeling. I love making people smile. I'm the one that leers you into the magical world were no one will hurt you and you feel safe. but when i'm with my bother we are differnt. the side that craves blood, pain and screams come alive. I go a bit to happy at the sight of blood or someone falling and braking something. it's amusing to me.

You see we are worse when we together. when we are apart we are fine and same if we are together but normally if one of us gets the craving then we both do and it will intensify. We are stronger together then we are apart. We do almost everything together. we are barely ever apart. we been this way every since we were babies and we don't plan on stoping that any time soon.

Anyway, it was nice to meet you. hope to see you agian soon.