Projector Clown

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This was written rather quickly so I'm so sorry for all the mistakes! I'm trying to make quick updates but I have basketball going right now. I'm sorry if this is sucky, thank you for reading anyways!❤️

Stan went home that night after we talked about anything and everything while laying down in my back yard. Stan is an easy person to talk to and alway has the right things to say to make anyone feel better.

The next morning, I got up at 11 and threw on a pair of shorts, a tee shirt that had a pineapple with sunglasses on, and my black converses. I quickly done double French braid in my hair and grabbed my skateboard, leaving my house with a pop tart in my mouth. I never really ate breakfast a lot, just a snack really.

I begin down the street, wanting some time to myself to think for a while. I squat down on my board and drag my hands along the hard pavement. I stand up and kick off, gaining more speed as I round the corner to bill's house.

I get off my board and kick it up into my hands as I walk into bill's garage. Only seconds later, Ben comes in as he takes his back pack off. Bill finishes his adjustments on the map in front of the projector as mike pulls the garage shut. My breath hitches as the room is developed in darkness. I feel a comforting hand on my back I turn around seeing Richie.
I give him a soft smile as I take a seat on a crate beside the projector, next to Eddie.

Ben hands bill the slides he needs and he inserts them into the projector, showing a map of the old Derry.

"Look, that's where Georgie disappeared, t-t-the ironworks, and the black spot. Everywhere IT happens, it-it's all connected by the sewers. And they all meet up at the-" bill informs us all.

"The well House" ben interrupts.

"You mean the house on Neibolt Street?" Stan asks while looking over at bill. My eyes quickly search the dark filled room while my leg shakes vigorously with anxiety.
"It's just the dark, just the dark...." I say quietly to myself, still looking around, searching for anything in the dark.

I can barely hear Richie say
"You mean that creepy ass house where all the junkies and hobos use to sleep" as I continue to shake my legs as my eyes quickly continue to search the room as I keep telling myself to breathe.

*hiss*

I hear as I look over quickly at Eddie who is taking a puff of his inhaler. I guess this is freaking him out as much as it is me.

"I hate that place, it always feels like it's watching me" I hear Bev say.

"That's where I saw IT. That's where I saw the clown" Eddie states, breathing heavily with his inhaler in hand.

"T-t-that's where it lives." Bill says, looking accomplished at the map in front of him, glad he finally figured something out.

"I can't imagine anything wanting to live there" I say quietly, still searching the darkness.

Eddie suddenly jumps up causing me to jump a little at the sudden move.

"Can we stop talking about this? I-I can barely breathe! It's summer, we're kids, I can barely, I can barely breathe I'm having a fucking asthma attack! And I'm not doing this!" He says as he breathes heavily, ripping the map off the wall.

"What the hell. Put the map back!" Bill yells towards Eddie who shook his head.

"Mhm" He says shaking his head, still in front of the projector.

"Since we're done m-maybe we can turn the lights on" I say laughing a little, trying to hide the fear in my eyes. The slides then begin to change.

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