It was just a normal day walking through the park until you saw a red balloon. You walk up to it and grab a hold of the white plastic ribbon that was tied to it. Not a moment later you see another 10 metres away. Once you grab that, another appears. After gathering 13 balloons you end up in front of an old rickity house. Something draws you in. Slowly you walk up to the porch and see the door open. Your legs move without a thought and the door slams behind you blocking out the bright light of the sun. Noticing the balloons in your hand you let them go and see them float up to the ceiling. You see the stairs in the faint light and walk up them hearing the creeks and moans of the wood beneath your feet. You walk down the hall those stairs leaded you to and see a single red balloon in front of the only closed door. When you open the door with balloon in hand, you see a bed. Unlike the whole house this single room was the only thing still intact. The bed looks freshly made, the mirror of the dresser clean from any dust. When you look in the mirror, you see your reflection. You look at it for a second then see the reflection of a smiling clown. You quickly turn around and see he's no longer there. You walk to where he had been standing, right by the bed until you get push on to the bed.
"My name is Pennywise." The clown says hovering over you.
"U-uh hi P-Pennywise." You stutter.
Pennywise pins you on the bed, lust in his eyes. You can't move but you also choose not to. His beauty sends chills down your spine. You lie there wondering, "Could I have feelings for this monster?"You look at the clown. First you look at his red nose. You take note that it's red like the balloons he lured you here with. As you take in his beauty you feel something hit your thigh. You feel an extreme heat come to your face and to your lower abdomen. "What is this I'm feeling" you think to yourself.
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pennywise the dancing clown
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