I threw the ball into the woods, a couple seconds later it comes back. I wasn't sure what was happening. I start sprinting back to my house and I hear laughing behind me. I take one look back and I see a curly red haired freak running towards me. I feel like giving up because I'm so tired but my hope to live makes me continue. Before you get confused let's take it back a couple days and tell my story.
My name is Leah Johnson, I have 2 brothers and 2 sisters. Cameron is 17 and Jacob is 15 these are my brothers, Meghan is my older sister and she is in college. My other sister is my twin Lilly. We both have brown hair and stand around 5' ft. We are 12 years old and in 6th grade. We both play volleyball and softball. My mother passed away 4 years ago in a car accident, our lives have been different ever since. Let's get back to a couple days ago.
*Friday Night*
At six o'clock somebody rings the door and I open it. It is a guy in a suit wanting to talk about I don't even know what he seemed crazy and I couldn't understand him. Without me saying anything he leaves and goes to the next house over. Dad asks who it was I say some freak. I sit back down at the dinner table.
It's three hours later and I'm home alone with Lilly. I am lounging on my bed while on my phone, the main thing I see all over social media is reports of clown sightings all over the country. I ask Lilly if she's seen anything about this and she replied "Yeah but I brushed it off it's not like there are any reports near us". I keep on scrolling until one catches my eye... A report from my town. Then another one, and another one, there are multiple reports about my town now.
