The Clown at the Carnival

Chapter Nine

*Mother’s POV*
    It had been a month since the funeral for my kids and their friends. I had picked up the habits of drinking and locking myself away in my home. My sister and my brother had tried everything from coming to my home to calling me. But I never answered. Tonight however I decided to go to the cemetery. I arrived and walked over to their graves only to see their father there. “What are you doing here?” I said sternly. “What? I’m not allowed to visit my daughters’ graves?” He shot back. “No! You lost the privilege of ever seeing them in any way again when you beat their brother to death!” I yelled. He was quiet. His eyes held guilt and pain. “I know. I’m sorry.” He whispered. “Sorry won’t bring Anthony back.” I glared at him, my voice dripping in poison. He hung his head and slowly walked away back to his car. I knelt in front of their headstones. “I’m so sorry girls. I let you go and now look at what happened. I began to cry. It had been ten minutes when I heard laughing behind me. I jumped up and spun around. There was a clown in a black and white clown suit. He was tall and he had black tears flowing from his eyes. He was holding a blood-stained bat. Some of the blood on there seemed to be only a few months old while some of it seemed to be years old. “It is your fault isn’t it?" The clown said taunting me. The sun was going down. Shadows from the trees were being cast. They looked like hands reaching for me. The clown was covered by shadows and the only thing of him that I could see were his feet. Other than that he looked like a dark mass. I ran as he walked behind me. I made it to my car and I got in. I locked the doors and attempted to start the car. It remained off. I looked and saw the clown still headed towards me. My doors wouldn’t unlock. The clown was now at my window peering in and smiling at me. His smile was terrifying. He pulled my door open, breaking the lock. He dragged me out of my car. I screamed. He threw me under the tires of my car and got in. He managed to get it started. Then he rolled back. The front tire started to crush my skull. I heard my skull cracking then it was black.