IT/Bill Denbrough X Reader

"have you ever heard of a staph infection?"

"He thrusts his fists against the p-p-po-shit!" Bill said walking his bike. He was trying to help himself with his stuttering problem. He walked into the garage as his dad was sanding some type of railing. He put his bike on the kickstand and walked inside. "Need some help? I c-co-" Bill tried to ask but his father cut him off.

"I thought we agreed." His dad started. Bill looked over at the hamster tunnel contraption he made to show his dad the possibility where Georgie might be. "Before you say anything, just let me s-sho-show you something first. He dropped an army man toy into the tunnel and grabbed the hose. He pulled the trigger and water started to flow through the tunnels. The army fell out into a silver, plastic tin labeled "The Barrens." His dad waited impatiently.

"The Barrens. I-I-It's the only place that Georgie could be." Bill started. "He's gone, Bill." His dad said. "But if the storm swept G-Ge-Georgie in we should-" His father cut him off. "He's gone. He's dead. He's dead! There is nothing we can do, nothing! Now take this down before your mother sees it." His father yelled through his tears. "Next time you wanna take something from my office, ask." Bill's father said while removing the map from the wall. He left, leaving Bill the only one in the garage. Bill looked at the hamster in the cage. He looked at the spots where the tunnels once were. "I guess you get your tunnels back." He said in a somewhat sad tone.

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Mike Hanlon rode his bike down to the store. He sold lamb meat from his grandpa's barn. They sold the meat to the shop. Once he arrived, he started to pick up the red packages but he noticed Henry and his gang. Let's just say that they didn't like Mike so much. Mike was homeschooled, an outsider. He didn't have any friends. His parents died. His grandfather was the only one left. He dragged his bike to an alley to where the employee entrance was to the "Quality Meats" store. Once again, he started to pick up the red packages but he heard a rattle of a chain with a lock attached to the door to the employee entrance. It stopped for a few seconds. Smoke started rolling from the door.

The screams of Mike's name was heard. Hands that were melted down almost bone came out of the door. Mike stood in fear as he watched all of the hands come out. They were trying to get to him. The sight of the hands freaked him out. His parents died in a fire.

"Help us, Mike!" It was one scream after another. He finally heard a last shrill scream and the hands all disappeared into the "fire." The door busted open. There was a clownish figure right beside a hanging, skinned lamb. It was Pennywise who made Mike see the awful sight he saw. The clown stepped closer to him. He waved and a pair of flashing eyes met his. He broke the stare when Henry and his group came rushing towards him in Belch's car.

"Stay the fuck out of my town!" Henry yelled at Mike while Belch flipped him off. They all drove off. Mike was left on the ground, shielding his face. The chain and lock rattled again and he stopped and looked up. What else could possibly go wrong? A butcher walked out while rubbing off his hands on his apron.

"Mike, are you okay?" He asked.

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Stanley Uris was in his temple reading his Torah. He was practicing for his bar mitzvah. He wasn't doing the greatest. His father walked in on him and got angry with him. Stanley's dad finished Stanley's sentence from his Torah reading.

"You're not studying, Stanley. How's it gonna look? The Rabbi's son can't finish his own Torah reading. Take the book to my office. Obviously, you're not using it." His dad scolded. Stanley closed up the book and took it up to his office. He walked up the stairs and went past the creepy painting of the old lady with the flute, making sure to cover his face as he walked past. He did notice it was crooked though. He sighed and turned to look at the painting. He carefully straightened up the picture. He put the book on the shelf. There was a loud thud. Stanley jumped then turned. He noticed the painting on the ground. He took a step closer and looked at it on the ground. He hung it back up, then noticed the creepy woman was gone. She wasn't on the painting at all. It was just the background. He backed away, clearly scared. The door creaked, and the sound of a flute went off. It played a short tune. Stanley didn't know what to think. He turned around, and the woman was standing directly in front of him. She showed her fangy-smile and Stanley ran out of the room screaming, slamming the door behind him.