My Name is John Merrick

Today, I was forced to make an appearance at a freak show somewhere in France, far from London, far from home. I was not feeling very well, but I had no choice, the only person who could house me for now was Bytes. I remember being introduced as I stood behind the curtain waiting to make an appearance, an appearance that that would demean as  a human being. As the curtain was drawn I stood up and turned around, but I was very ill and I collapsed and fell to the floor. Bytes was furious, he demanded that I stand up again but it was useless there was no point in asking me to stand up because I simply did not have enough strength physically and emotionally. Later that night,  I could hear Bytes babbling on about who knows what and realized that he was probably drunk. I was trying to get some sleep when Bytes suddenly dragged me outside and threw me into a cage next to some aggressive baboons. I was scared, but I could not do anything to stop it, so I quietly accepted the fact that I would remain in the cage for the rest of the night. A few hours later, I noticed some of the other freaks approaching me and was shocked to find out that they wanted to help me. Words cannot even describe the gratitude I felt for their extreme kindness as they helped me out of the cage and escape into the night.