Anne sat on her bed. She had started to tremble and cry. Anne had never cried this much... until the Clowns came. Anne jumped when her cat jumped up to greet her. "Hi Fluffy," she sniffed, petting the fluffy, white Persian kitten. Anne started thinking about how she would escape from the clowns as she petted her cat. Should I run away? She wondered. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I'll do what I have to if it means keeping my family safe. Anne picked up a backpack that she never uses and started packing away. She almost put Fluffy in there but she realized that Fluffy wasn't an item so she put him back down. She packed food, and a butcher knife just for protection. I'm sorry mom, but I have to keep you guys safe...
Anne looked around her, making sure no one could see her leave. It was night time now, and Anne brought a flashlight so she could see. She then walked outside, and as soon as she did, voices flooded in her mind, out of control.
"BAD CHOICE, ANNE!"
"YOU'RE OURS NOW!!!"
"SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR PRECIOUS FAMILY!"
"THERE'S NO TURNING BACK NOW."
Anne found herself screaming out of control into the night, trying to make it all stop, but she knew that the voices were right. There's no turning back now...
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The Clowns Call My Name
HorrorAnne can't get over the fact that there are so many clowns around to haunt her. None have been caught, of course, in her town. Anne lives in a small town in California, and there aren't as many cops as there should be, at least not as many as there...
