Chapter 4

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"Do you promise to keep a watch out for each other?" She asked, as I stopped. I saw my house just in front of us. She looked at it and smiled. I nodded my head, while saying "Yes," Beverly smiled, as I started to walk towards the entry of the house. Beverly followed closely behind me. "Do you think your dad will like me?" She asked, and I laughed. "Well, that is if he talks to you," I informed her, grabbing the doorknob. I turned it, entering my house. I saw dad staring at something, not with a slightest interest. I walked over to dad, dropping my backpack. I followed his gaze, as some figure held Timmy over his bed.

"W-who is that?" I asked, but I did not get an answer. Beverly followed my gaze, seeing the figure as well. "Holy cow," She muttered. I walked over to his room, seeing the figure of a clown holding Timmy. My breath hitched as I recognised the clown. The clown slowly turned around, watching only me. I walked into the room, and felt the wind of the door slamming shut. I heard Beverlys voice shout my name as she banged on the door.

"You're the clown," I stated, staring deep into his eyes. He smiled, as he reached out and gave Timmy to me. He got closer and grabbed the back of my head. I stood there in fear, and did not dare to move a muscle. He kissed my forehead, and therefore disappeared. The door flew up, and Beverly ran through the door and held my shoulders.

"What happened?" She asked, and I broke down sobbing. Little Timmy looked at me, smiling. So many thoughts raced in my head. Was that Timmys dad? Why did he kiss me on the forehead? Why was he here? Beverly led me through the bedrooms door and into my room. Everything was a mess and some things was missing. She sat me down on the bed and looked around. I could feel the wind blowing in my room, but was neither the window open nor the bedrooms door open since Beverly closed the door.


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