Short Stories

The Clown Statue

A babysitters worst nightmare is to lose the children. In this story the children don't get lost, but almost get killed....... (This story is in first person)

Mrs. Green called me in the afternoon to ask if I was free for the evening. Even though I strongly dislike her kids, she is genuinely the nicest woman ever. I kindly agreed to babysit her kids. When I got to her house, which was real big, she gave me an idea for supper and told me to put the kids to bed at 8:30-9:00. I told her not to worry I had everything under control. She thanked me many times and I told her to go have fun. After she left I started to make supper for her kids while they played in their rooms. A few hours later, Mrs. Green called to check up on the children. I told her everything was fine but that weird clown statue was creeping me out. She told me to get out of the house with the kids because that was not a statue. I ran upstairs got the kids outside and called the police. As soon as the police came they ran inside to search the house. When they came back outside they said there was no clown statue anywhere in the house.

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Oh no! Where's the "statue"?! Jk. I am honestly terrified of clowns and whenever I hear the story I get kind of creeped out. I just find them like extremely creepy. Maybe not the circus clowns because they're generally happy. But the sad blood covered creepy ones are disgusting. Comment if you're also scared of clowns. Was this a good story?

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