24yr old girl has lived her whole life horrified of clowns. Speaking or even thinking of them sends shivers down her back, that is until she finds herself becoming obsessed with one clown in particular. They fall in immense obsession for each-other...
"Come on Sarah, 2 more hours and you'll be outta here. YOU CAN DO IT!" I said to myself in agony while waiting to get off my shift. I work at a little café nearby my apartment, don't get me wrong, it's a good job and pays great money but today I was just not having it. I didn't get a lot of sleep the night before because of an assignment I stayed up working on, so I was quite grumpy and soo tired. Just thinking about sleep made me want to pass out right then and there.
Two hours later 10:30pm "Finally..." I said in my head feeling happier than ever. I grabbed my bag and headed to the door, "G'bye Teresa! I'll see you Monday!" I yelled to the other employee at the counter. "Night Sarah!" She yelled back as I walked out the door. Since my job is close by to my apartment I don't bother driving to work, but this night I had wished I did. I was so tired and really didn't want to walk home but I had no choice. It usually takes me about 7 minutes to get home and tonight it seemed like 20 minutes.
"You're such a dummy, why didn't you just drive to work for once"
I angrily mumbled to myself as I was passing the small area of grown up bushes and trees by the sidewalk I was walking on. Then I heard something shuffling in the bushes. At first I didn't know if it was just my brain playing tricks on me from the lack of sleep, or if it was really happening. Seconds later I heard a child's scream come from a bit deeper in the trees and bushes. "What the hell!?" I said to myself wondering if I should go look or get someone. Knowing me, I ran to the area I heard the scream and after about a minute of looking around. There it was, my biggest fear of all time.... a CLOWN! It was pinning a kid to the ground looking like it was about to suck the blood outta the kids neck or some shit!
The clown was wearing an all white vintage clown suit with three red puffy balls in a line down the middle of the front of his suit. He had orange hair, and from what it looked like he was very tall. As I was taking a closer look at it, I surprisingly wasn't as scared as I usually get when I see a clown. This time it was almost...calming. Kind of like when you walk into your childhood home or eat your favorite meal. I tried to push off the feelings I was having and told myself what was REALLY happening. A clown in the woods, pinning down a kid, and looking like it's about to eat him.
"Holy shit I need to get someone"
I thought to myself. As I started to back up slowly and try to make a run for it to get help, suddenly, The clown turned it's head right at me. I could feel my legs starting to shake and lose balance from being so afraid. The clown slowly got up from pinning the kid and didnt take an eye off me. The kid ran away as the clown was distracted. He looked angry at me, he looked like he was about to run up and kill me! But instead he just stood there, staring, almost like he was frozen in time. At this point I got enough control of myself to run away, but for some odd reason, I was so interested in what this clown was going to do next, so I didn't. I waited for it to do something but the second I looked away, he was gone. I didn't even hear footsteps, almost like it was all in my mind. "Was it all in my mind?" I wondered.
After a few minutes of going over what I had just experienced, I started walking again. My mind was going crazy with questions, "Will I ever see that clown again? Why didn't I say anything? Why did I let him get away? What if it tries to kill another kid, or was it going to kill that kid?" The most important question of all, why was I so intrigued by this clown I literally just looked at? I've been scared of clowns my whole life and suddenly I'm not? Suddenly I feel a connection to a random ass clown in the woods?! What the hell is going on...
Finally, I reached my apartment.
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As I was walking up the steps and getting my keys out, I heard what sounded like bells in the distance. Like little jingly bells coming towards my place, "Okay now I'm really going insane" I said to myself while opening my apartment door and brushing off what I had just heard. When I got inside I plopped my bag down on the couch and started up the shower. After that little incident, I wasn't so tired so I thought I might. I took my clothes off while waiting for the water to heat up and then I got in. I couldn't stop thinking about that clown, My heart ached to see it again for some reason.
As I massaged the shampoo into my scalp, I heard my bedroom door opening. I waited a few seconds to see if I could hear anything else but I didn't, so I brushed it off and made myself think it was Waffles (My cat) So I continued washing myself. A few minutes later I heard my bathroom door open, I got scared because I know that definitely wasn't my cat. He can't unlock a door. Then my mind instantly went to thinking it was the clown, I was scared but at the same time I kind of liked the idea. Thinking that orange haired baby faced clown was in my bathroom with me got me excited but afraid at the same time. A part of me wanted it to happen and I part of me didn't. Silence fell over the room, so I turned the shower off and slowly gripped my shower curtains and peeked around them.
