What about me?

The edges of the mirror were cracked and the center was starting to tarnish. Barely reflecting the image back at him. Once there was a time were his face was all large smiles and vibrant colors, but that time was no longer. Now, the smile held no happiness behind the false teeth, and the colors had faded over time.

The greatest there ever was, that’s what they used to say about him. Now, kids screamed at the sight of him.

Laying in his coffin, staring at the broken mirror lid, he cried.

Nobody wanted an old aging vampire clown anymore.