Y/N POV:
As a kid I never found myself being afraid of things. I was never scared of the dark or the 'monsters' that hid under your bed. As a kid I wondered what death was like, or what happened after you took your last breath. It always fascinated me. As I got older the more my curiosities spiked. I remember putting my hand over the candles and feel it burning my flesh. When my mother died when I was 8 it didn't phase me. While everyone was crying at the funeral I found her lucky. She left this fucked up world. After her death my father started abusing me, but when he hit me I felt nothing.
Now 8 years later we moved from our old town and went to Derry. Its a small isolated town, it has a past of people going missing. Kids mostly. I moved here with my father 2 weeks ago. Right now I'm exploring.
I walked into the forest and saw how beautiful it is. I walked further to find a lake, I decided to grab some rocks and throw it into the lake. I started to hear voices and turned my head to the left. I saw an opening of a sewer, the voices got louder the closer I got. Once I entered the sewer it stunk of shit. But something lured me in, it was almost as though I didn't have control over my own body.
"Hi Y/N." A childish but deep voice whispered in my ear. It caused chills to go up my spine.
I turned around to reveal a tall clown. His clothes looked worn down, he had teeth that looked like a bunny, a red nose, he had oragnish eyes..the reminded me of the sun, he wore white and red makeup. I started at him in awe, I stayed still and continued examining him. The creature roared and clawed me. I felt his razor sharp nails pierce through my skin. I fell backwards into the sewers disgusting water. But when I fell into the sewers water I felt myself falling. I closed my eyes and took in whats happening. I felt the water go through my nose and enter my lungs, I felt my world slowly becoming black. My ears started to ring and my eyelids began to felt heavy.
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All of a sudden I felt myself being pulled up, I began coughing. I sat up to be stared at by beautiful blue eyes. I was still struggling to breath but I managed.
"Why aren't you affected by me?" The man's voice sounded confused. His eyebrows knit together and furrowed his eyes.
"Whats there to be scared of?" I spoke blankly staring back at him.
"I TRIED KILLING YOU Y/N!! I KILL PEOPLE AND FEED OF THEM. IM A MONSTER. HOW CAN YOU NOT BE SCARED OF ME?!" He yelled at me.
My hair flew up as he yelled at me. I felt bits of spit on my face, I opened my eyes to see him looking down at me. He was panting and his face seemed to be tinted a light red. Probably from being pissed. I stood up and looked up at him, we never broke eye contact. Suddenly he cupped my face with his huge hands. They were cold but felt comforting in a way, this sudden action made me jump up a little. He brought his face closer to mine. I saw his eyes become glossy and tears starting to form in his eyes.
"You are the first person to not see me as a monster." His voiced cracked a little.
I hugged him. I don't know why I did it, but I did. My head was to his chest letting me hear his heart beat, it was going fast. He seemed shocked by my actions but soon hugged me back. I rubbed his back as he cried into my neck.
"Its okay.." I spoke softly.
