Pennywise, the Friendly Clown

Just another day ( in WA )

"Boo!" I shouted when April walked out of the bathroom. She screamed, while jumping a meter in the air.
April pressed a hand to her chest, as if testing whether her heart was beating or not.
That was my plan.
"Hehehehehe." I cackled mechanically. I pressed my fingertips together, and placed them under my chin, like the evil villains in movies. "Oh my god Amy! You scared me!" She snapped.
"Practice makes perfect." I responded cheerfully with a flick of my strawberry blonde hair, trying not to scowl back.
"Well, don't practice on me." She smiled sarcastically, and tilted her head to the side. "Let's go, it's the last lesson of the day, and the weekend is the day after tomorrow." She switched her mood to 'happy mode'. "Only half an hour left."
"Ugh. It takes forever. Half an hour feels like it takes five times as long." I tried to lighten up the mood.
"I know right?! Well, let's get this over and done with so we can go to the shops or something."
I like the sound of that.

"See ya!" I closed the door.
Another day gone. One more until the weekend. I walked inside, and threw my bag onto the floor beside the shoe rack. I hung my coat on the rack, and stepped into the main part of the house. Dinner is just being served on the table. Beans. And... yeah, it was only beans.
"Him mum." I said as I entered the living room. Her brown eyes looked in my direction. The eyes weren't happy.
"Good, Amy, you made it. You should get back here sooner. You know what happens to all those children? They end up chopped into pieces, and arms ripped off, and-"
"Yes mum. I did call you, and I left a note home." I added. She crossed her arms. And frowned at me. She swished her platinum-blonde dyed hair off her shoulder.
"I didn't see a note. Now eat." She pointed to 'dinner'. "And clean the house when you are done." She ordered in a stern voice.
"Yes mum." I mumbled back angrily. I heard heavy, clunky footsteps heading my way. Ugh. I hate those high heels.
"Don't talk to me like that!" I felt a wave of pain spread across my face, and my head snapped to the side. I blinked a few times, trying to process what just happened. I was stunned, and in shock, so I didn't move for a few seconds. "Now do as I say, and don't mumble like you teenagers do. Back when I was a kid-"
"Yes mum." I chocked out.
"Good." She said smoothly. Her loud footsteps echoed off the walls, and headed outside. I heard the door slam. I didn't bother to hide the tears now. I let them out, and cried.
I ran to the bathroom, and washed my face, got in my PJs. I grabbed the broom, mop, and cloth. And started to clean the house.
Scrub the floors.
Do the windows.
Dust the furniture.
Make the beds.
Do the washing...

I collapsed into bed, and checked the time on my watch. Ten!? I have to go to school tomorrow! I sighed, and pulled my blanket over my cold, weary body, and snuggled into bed. I thought about going to the shops today. It made me happy to have a friend like April. She was my friend since year three. She is a great friend, even though sometimes she can be mean. But that's what friends do right? What do I know? I only have one friend. I don't even have a father. Who is he? Why did my mother have me with him?
Why did he leave?
I turned onto my side. I see all the kids on the block learning to ride bikes with their father, I see them fix cars with their father. I see them laugh, even cry, but it makes me feel sad to never have had that experience. To have no one to teach me how a car works, to have no one throw me into the air in the backyard.
I imagined me fixing a car with my dad. Him turning to smile at me when I understand something, or fix something. It brought a smile to my face, even though it is not real, it felt real. But I don't need a father, I'm doing just fine by myself. I just sometimes think of what life would be like with one.
I felt my eyelids droop. I was so tired. I let myself begin to drift off to sleep. But just before I did, I'm sure I saw something move in the corner of the room.