Chip The Clown

[PLEASE IGNORE THE PICTURE VOICE!] Chip had always felt like a lost. Yet he wasnt. He knew *exactly*, what he was afraid of. Eggs and birds! Anyways! He had been longing company. Chip decided to take a walk outside the circus tent. Nothing new. Sun. Circus. *Sand*. All of the above. Chip never expected to find a lost at time. His love, a girl his age named, Raylee, had left the circus, after finally finding her fear thanks to the king. 'Hmm...' He mumbled to himself.