Amidst the colorful lights of the circus, a girl stood with a red nose and a smile that looked as if it had been drawn with paint. Her hair was hidden under a horn hat and her loose, colorful clothes covered her. No one knew her name; everyone just called her "Clown Girl." Every night she danced on stage, fell down, got up again, and made people laugh. No one saw that when the curtain came down, she would slowly wipe the same big smile from her face and lean back in a corner for a weary moment. And yet, she would be there again tomorrow. Because she knew that children's laughter was more real than anything else in the world.