All I could do was run. I ran as far away from that waste land of a carnival. From that torturous pit of hell I was forced to call home!
The muscles in my legs burned from all the none stop running. My chest was also burning from not being able to stop and catch my breath and my lungs ached.
Fresh blood dripped from the corners of my mouth. It mixed in with the heavy rain that kept hitting my face and soaking my once blond hair. A while back, it had been burned into the color black.
I kept running, never looking back. Any noise I heard, I'd burst into a sprint. I sprinted away from my home, from my parents, from the brainwashing, until...
I reached a city called Gotham..
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FanfictionWho knew Joker and Harley would ever have a kid? Joshua never wanted to become a bad guy like his parents, but that angered Harley and Joker, so they'd abuse him. It was mostly Joker doing the abusing, not Harley. Joshua's childhood was complete sh*...
