*Flashback*
*Husband's POV*
"DO YOU EVER STOP TALKING?!" My wife was yelling at me as usual. For some idiotic reason this time. I tuned her out like I always did. "LISTEN TO ME!" She said as she slapped me. I looked at her. She had never hit me before. She yelled at me often but this is the first time she has actually laid a finger on me. My blood boiled. She actually slapped me. My youngest walked in holding her teddy bear close to her chest. "Mommy, why did you slap daddy?" Samantha asked in a quiet voice. "Shut up brat. You and your siblings are why." I said coldly not regretting a word I had said. Tears began to fill her eyes as she ran out of the room. "How dare you say that to her!" My wife screamed at me. I walked out of the room only to be followed by her. "I never should have married you!" She screamedloud enough for out neighbors to her. "Then divorce me!" I yelled back at her. And a week later that's what happened. She divorced me soon after I had beaten our son to death. I didn't care though. I stopped caring soon after Samantha was born. My eldest Elizabeth still tried to talk to me at times but her mother put an end to that. I sat in my apartment thinking about how I was going to get rid of them, I needed to get rid of them. Then I thought of it. The perfect plan. I created a clown suit and stole a bat. I bought blood bags and smashed them with the bat to make it look realistic. I painted the mask and put face paint on it after I made it look like human skin. I perfected my guilty look and the tone I was going to use. Then I went to the abandoned carnival and waited for the day they would come. I knew they would because Samantha was always adventurous even at a young age. I waited for years only leaving the carnival to get food and something to drink. Then they came.
*Authors note*
Thank you all for reading this! I hope you enjoyed the gore and twists. A lot different from my other book. The next chapter of that will come out soon during my free time. If you want another book like this let me know. I'll see you in the next chapter of Our Journey!
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The Clown at the Carnival
Horrorabandoned carnival? Killer Clowns? those things can't be that scary. They only exist in horror movies. Right? Not for people under 13