I had ran away from town I had all the money my parents were saving for me for collage in my bag clothes a knife and my teddy that I loved more than anything . in my back pocket I had the number and address on a card of the place my parents called for that clown.why run away from my town your probably wondering or why run away from your fears its not fear and I'm going to get my revenge for my friend she was like a sister to me and now that clown and everyone else at that company must pay...
I walk to the address where the clown was but on the trip I bumped into trouble a man had tryed to steal my bag I was sixteen now so he thought I was just a woman who couldn't defend but I had been practising for this day and I pulled my knife out in the lane and stabbed him to death I lucky enough didn't get blood on my clothes my knife back in my bag I walked but the place it ...it wasn't there I couldn't believe my eyes "they were working yesterday...I called the land line to make sure ...why!...why"..."I cried dropping to my knees
all of a sudden I heard the chuckle from the same night of my birthday I tried to stand but it felt as if I had been pinned down to the ground but as I looked around nobody was there. the shadow of the clown ran into a lane "oh Emily I see your naughty now " he chuckled and I felt a knife go trough my back I got hit on the head with something and I spread out on the round feeling blood oozing out of my head I knew that moment I knew I was a goner I started to black out and the world around me faded a different voice that sounded cackly said "its ok Emily we know all about you you will be fine" I felt a warm scaly hand on my back and then I blacked out and the world was gone...
or was it
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killer clown
Юморit was my birthday I was just going 6 and my parents had got a clown I always loved clowns but this one was different this one gave me the creeps he smelled like alcohol smoke and rust . he scared the living shit out of me and since that day I've be...
