My Killer Clown (Laughing Jack Romance)

Chapter 1

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I was little when 'it' happened. It scarred me for the rest of my life and has affected me more than I wanted it to. It stopped me from having guy friends and boyfriends. Well really, it scared me away from all males. I guess it would be easier to understand if you knew what 'it' was. So here you go.

My mother and father got married at a young age. She was 15 and he was 17. My mom was pregnant with me at 20. My father being 22. It was quite young and everybody in the family except my mothers mother excited the family. Anyways, when my mother had me she died shortly after. My father, although upset, was happy that I was healthy.

He always treated me nice until my 3rd birthday. On my birthday,coming home extremely drunk, my father told me the story of how him and my mother met and then the story of how she died. After he finished I said "Wow daddy, I'm sorry." He turned to look me in the eyes and all I could see was the rage behind them. "I'm glad you do. It was your fault she died in the first place."

Being 3 I believed everything people told me. So I started crying and crying. Then my father picked me up and threw me to the floor. I hit the floor on my head and passed out. I woke up to find I was in my bed with a terrible headache. I decided to head downstairs to get medicine. That's when I noticed the empty beer bottles and before I knew it he struck me again.

Everyday I would wake up and get hit. Sometimes I was pushed down the stairs and he would laugh at me in pain. This went on everyday. I wanted to tell somebody but 1) Who would believe me? and 2) I couldn't reach the phones. So everyday I got up and got hit and was called names. I was reminded everyday that I killed my mother. I always thought she wouldn't let this happen to me and if she was here she would help me. But then I was reminded that she wasn't here and it was MY fault. I had even gotten used to it until the day I turned 5.

Dad left earlier than usual that morning and left a note on my floor. Cherry (That's my name) I will be back soon, went to get you a gift for your 5th birthday. Love you -Dad Wow, he was being nice for once. That gage me hope. Well I was home alone and decided to play my dads Xbox. I played GTA 5 until around 3 when dad came home.

As soon as he walked in I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He reached down and picked me up kissing my cheek. For once I actually felt he loved me and was dome hitting me. "Daddy! What did you get me?" I shouted. "Well take a look." he said placed me down and giving me a bag. I looked in and saw 2 new Xbox games and a note stating that the Xbox was now mine. I looked at him happily and asked if I could play them. "Not right now sweetie. Daddy has another surprise." With that he picked me up and said to close my eyes. I obeyed and closed them. We walked upstairs and then I heard a door close. Hmm wonder why he closed it.

I find ally opened my eyes to see his bedroom. He placed me on the bed and that's when I noticed how drunk he really was. He was leaning on the wall to stand up properly and he was saying slightly as he stood. As I was opening my mouth to say something he told me the words that scared me so badly. "Scream or talk and I will kill you." I shut my mouth quick. I then noticed him playing with his pant button and then he slowly took them off.

He then proceeded to take off his boxers so I shut my eyes so I wouldn't see his 'thing'. I then felt him take off my pink and white dress and my underwear. I opened my eyes and tried to stop him but he was too strong for me. After a while I just closed my eyes back and started crying. I then felt him lay down and bring me down to. He climbed up and straddled me. He then entered my body going in and out in and out. I wanted to scream but I didn't want to die so I squeezed my eyes closed more and my mouth too.

After what felt like 5 hours he exited me and threw me off the bed. He then threw me my clothes and said to pack a bad because I was staying with Grammy. Perfect I thought I will tell her what happened to me and she will help. We then left to her house and arrived shortly. He didn't even walk me there just said "Get your stuff and get out." I quickly grabbed my bag and ran inside.

As soon as I saw Grammy I hugged her and told her what daddy had done. She said that she would get help. I nodded and went to watch TV. A couple minutes later Grammy said that the police are going to arrest daddy and that I will stay with her.

The next day a police officer came to get me and Grammy and went to help is get my stuff. After about 2 hours I was completely moved into my new room. It was pink (When I turn 10 I paint in black) with a purple bed and lots of dolls. I felt a lot better. So, this is where I will stay. I was happy and safe. For now.