*This is the backstory of a character named William from my story “The town of Richardson” and I will also post other character’s backstories.In the meantime,have the backstory of a character I made named William Ladouceur.
Once upon a time,there was a thirteen year old boy named William.His father had started a circus.
He loved to hang out with his Mom,but he also enjoyed visiting his Dad in his circus.He loved to see the animals,the clowns and he loved to hear the music.It was his way of connecting with his Dad.
He worked there,with his Dad,because he wanted to impress him.
But his Dad never seemed impressed,no matter what he did.
When the circus opened,people visited.William met two little girls named Leona and Amelia,whom he had to babysit whenever they visited.He spent less and less time with his Dad.
One Day,when his father told his family that he wanted to turn Leona and Amelia into skeleton-vampire hybrids for his circus,but failed,his Mom patiently told him that it was an inhuman thing to do.
William frowned.What his father tried to do was wrong.He could think of a better way to make the circus more popular.
So,when everyone was asleep,William’s Mom woke up William and told him they would work on the circus.So,they went off to the circus.
Many hours passed.His Dad came rushing to the circus,his eyes were insane.He held a lighter and a knife in his hands.
“Did you..burn the Richardson house down because you were angry?” His Mother asked him.
“Why do you care?! They didn’t listen,so I retaliated!” He yelled.
As quick as lightning,before William could do anything,his Dad raised a knife and killed his Mom.
William was stunned and shocked.
“You’re next,boy! You know too much!” He yelled,advancing towards the teen.
William was backed into a corner.He looked up at his father,with pleading eyes,crying.
“Please..” He said.
“You have to fight and claw your way to power.Remember that,son.” He said.
Then,he stabbed him.
William woke up dead.
That night,William vowed to help anyone,alive or dead,so that they wouldn’t have to suffer a gruesome fate,like he did.
I have pictures of him on my wall.