"Once upon the time, there was a teenage girl. She

was a very pretty girl, with long blue-black hair and violet

was a normal michievious girl, somewhat inclined to randomly chuck

pies at people, but other than that she was perfectly normal. She

usually spent her time hanging out with her friends and practicing

her musical instrument: the kazoo. Her life was going smoothly,

until one day, her mother pulled her aside, telling her they needed

to have a private talk. "Esmerelda, I think it's time I told you...I'm

not your real mother. You're adopted." Esmerelda tried to protest,

but her adoptive mother cut her off. "There's one more thing you

really should know. You're not exactly like everyone else." She

paused, unsure how to put it in words. Esmerelda was getting impatient.

"How am I different?" Her mother put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. "Darling...you were born an evil clown."

A/N: This is not supposed to make sense my brother thought it would be funny to write a story about someone discovering they were an evil clown, so I did. It's just for fun. Besides, clowns can be scary.