It was Christmas Eve night, a father decided to go get a present for his son.Fortunately, a shop was still open, it wasn't completely broken down or anything but it was pretty shabby looking.the father went inside and took a look around, at the back of the store, he spotted a toy clown but it was about the same height as the father, the clown had red hair, black cross eyes,a red smile, had long arms and legs and was holding up five fingers on his right hand.the father decided that it seemed like a good present for his son, so he picked it up and bought it.
10 minutes later, the dad arrived back home then went to bed.the next day, the father gave his son the clown, the father smiled as he watched his son hugged the clown with love.that night, the father said goodnight to his son and the clown that the he was holding on to tightly, then he went to bed. The boy put the clown down next to him and fell asleep.
The next day, the boy turned around to the clown and noticed that the clown was holding up only four fingers, this scared the boy a little but thought nothing of it.
That night, the boy didn't feel very comfortable with the clown next to him, so he put it against the wall, making sure that the face of the clown was facing downwards, then the boy went to bed.
The next morning, the boy woke up to see that the face of the clown was staring at him and now had three fingers up.the son explained what happened the past two nights to his dad. The dad too did think that it was strange, so to make his son not feel so worried, he out the clown in the closet then shut the door tight.
That night, the boy was sure nothing would happen so he went to sleep,but durning the night, the boy heard a loud thud noise coming from his closet, and the door of the closet was opened, the boy stayed awake all night, not wanting to get hurt or have nightmares about the clown coming alive.
The next morning.the boy went over to the closet, and to where he saw the clown lying on the ground with only two fingers up. The boy wanted to convince himself that the clown just fell but it was hard to forget that each day that passed, the clown put down another finger.
That night, the boy talked to his dad about getting rid of the clown because he believed that it was alive but his dad insisted that it was his Christmas present so he should keep it.The boy out the clown back into the closet then put a chair underneath the knobs to stop it from opening, then he went to bed.
The boy woke up the next morning to see that the chair had moved from the closet door and into the corner of the room, but the doors of the closet were still closed, the boy peaked inside to see the clown with a knife in his hand and the other hand holding up one finger, the boy was scared out of his skin and rushed to his dad's room.
The dad decided to let his son sleep in his room while the dad goes down and sleeps in the boys room, the boy pleaded with his dad to make him stay but the dad needed to figure out why the clown was moving and with that, the boy said goodnight to his father and hoped and preyed that nothing would happen to his dad or himself.
The next day, the boy creeped down to his room to see his father's body laying dead on the ground with a knife in his chest. The boy couldn't stand to see this, not knowing what to do anymore, he picked up the clown who had no fingers up at this point and rushed out the door and threw it in the bin outside.
The son slept in his fathers room after he called the police who couldn't find any evidence of how the dad was killed, only fluff. After the police left, the boy shut his eyes but the shot them open when he heard the sound of shuffling around in the room. The boy sat up to see the clown in the darkest corner of the room, standing up with a bigger knife in his hand, just staring at the boy. The boy only blinked once and the clown got closer, the boy knew what was to come and made the mistake of looking down for a little bit, the boy heard more shuffling, he looked up to see the clown nowhere in sight then from behind him he heard a voice say slowly "today is the end" the boy let out a scream then the pain of a large knife slit his throat.
The clown went back to the shop where the father bought it from, the clown put up once again five fingers and waited.the shop keeper just smiled weirdly and said "there goes another family, who's next?"
