Clowntown

Chapter 6

I was crying so hard. I felt like my insides were melting. I continued running. I could hear my friends behind me until the sounds of their feet trotting behind stopped. I turned around. Nobody. Alone.
I was almost at my house. I decided to take the shortcut and that meant I had to run through the woods. It felt like a horror film by what was happening. I was out of breath so I decided to walk. I started to see a bright red figure getting closer and closer.
I got a text and I looked down at my phone. It said, "IM HERE!" I was confused. I looked up and a red glove went over my mouth. Screaming and crying, I blacked out.
           I was feeling dizzy as I slowly woke up. As soon as I opened my eyes I was in a bed. Blankets and pillows. It must have all been a dream my morning self thought. I hopped out of bed and then realized it wasn't my bed. It wasn't my house. I heard a screech from the downstairs of the house.
          Stupid curious me instead of busting out that window and climbing out I decided to go see what it was. I walked downstairs and it looked like a nice regular house. Not as eloquent as mine but, not trashy or anything. I saw the front door and I grabbed the handle. As I turned it I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I swiftly turned around and saw a tall clown.
          A clown. It was real, the clowns were real. I screamed, "HELP HELP STOP WHO ARE YOU!" They grabbed me by my throats and dragged me into the other room. The room looked normal just like the rest. The only thing different was that there was a large closet. When I say large I mean large. It could almost be another room. When he opened the door he pushed me as hard as he could inside and closed it. Running to turn the handle and attack him I heard the lock turn.
          There was a light switch I turned on. I was petrified as I turned it on. My boyfriend laying there. Dead. He had no blood or anything. He was probably strangled. I began crying and someone started screaming very loud in my ear, "WHATS WRONG HEHEH, OH SWEETIE WHATS WRONG, DADDY CAN HELP YOU, DADDY WILL!"
          It kept repeating in my ear over and over again. I turned around to a black figure standing behind me. I closed my eyes as if it wasn't there and I opened them to the room pitch black.