8:00
My head is pounding, and my heart is dropping every single time i see one of those stupid little clowns. The nightmare i had had repeated last night.
Everywhere my eyes land there is a clown. The pot plant, the door handle, the dog bed, the cabinet and even the toilet. Everytime i avert my gaze they go away and that's really starting to scare me. I know its just my imagination, that i'm probably going crazy but it feels so real.
I try to blink away the clowns, but it doesn't work. It's then that i remember my friend's words after i had vented the clown situation to her; Next time you see a clown, grab it and... get rid of it. That's all i needed to remember. I stomp to the shelf where a clown sits ominously, snatching it with pure rage and storming to the kitchen, my footsteps echoing throughout the house. The clown was weirdly warm in my palm almost as if it were a normal, living, breathing creature.
I throw it in the microwave, a dumb idea but in my state of mind, i didn't take that into account. I needed to get through a day without stupid little clowns haunting me. The distant hum of the microwave fills the room as i pace, thoughts racing through my head. Right before i can picture another creepy clown in my head.. the microwave stops early.
I let out an exasperated sigh, wishing something more exciting had happened to that stupid fucking clown. As i open the microwave, another, louder sigh leaves my lips. Its gone, again.
Its quite obvious my prayers aren't answered as the day goes on, they're still up my ass. My best friend, leah notices something up.
"Still worried about those clowns?" She asks, obviously trying to stifle a giggle.
Its obvious she doesn't really care about me and i regret telling her about the clowns. But she's the only 'friend' i have. She's toxic, but she's all I've got.
i let out a small "yeah" that i regret as she teases me about it for the rest of the day with her other friends that obviously hate me. The bullyings bad at school, everyone hates me and i don't really know why. i just wish i could escape it.
6:00
I slump down in my bed. school was awful, as always. As i stare mindlessly at the ceiling, I hear yelling from the living room..
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ring of clowns (BTS ff) x reader
Fanfictionyour grandmother loves souvenir so shes like a half horder. one of her main rules is to not go into the room down the hall and of course, you just had to disobey.
