The Clown at the Carnival

Chapter Six

We continued running and I heard the other girls scream. I stopped dead in my tracks as we saw Olive running back towards us. "GO!" She yelled when she ran past us. We ran after her and we took random turns to try and throw him off. Every time I looked back he was still there. Olive tripped and we didn't have time to help her up. She got up and tried running but the clown grabbed her by the shoulder. He picked her up like a rag doll and threw her into the brick wall of the funhouse. She cried out in pain and he picked her up again this time by her ankles. He swung her up in the air and slammed her head on the ground. The sound of her head hitting the ground and busting open sounded like a gunshot going off. Watching that almost made me and Milly throw up. Milly grabbed my arm and pulled me onward. Tears started to blur my vision and I covered my mouth with my free hand then I began to sob. It was my idea to come here. I was the one who begged mom, Eli, and Sofie to bring me and my friends here. It's my fault they're here. It's my fault they’re dead. Olive’s blood was splattered on my clothes and face. It was warm and sticky. Some of it dripped onto my lips and seeped past them. The blood tasted like metal. I looked back and the clown was gone. I stopped and finally let myself puke. Milly kept running and all of a sudden I heard her scream. I looked over to see her being dragged around the corner. “Sam! Sam, please help me! SAM!” Silence. I ran. I got back to the gate and saw a space big enough for me to crawl through. I got on my knees and first stuck my top half through the hole. I wiggled my way all the way through. I was out. But without everyone else. I got a bit away from the gate and looked back. The clown was sitting there staring at me through the bars of the gate. He had a scowl on his face. He started to take the key for the gate out of his pocket. I started running. I knew the way to the police station from here. I ran until my legs got tired. I could see the police station now. I started to run again. Lactic acid caused my muscles to burn. I tumbled into the station causing the man at the front desk to jump.