◐6: Excuses,excuses◑

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You were wearing this to the carnival:

It's a busy afternoon, lots of people coming to 'enjoy' the parade in all of it's glory

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It's a busy afternoon, lots of people coming to 'enjoy' the parade in all of it's glory.

Richie was honking the tuba, loudly as us Losers' discused the missing kids and whatnot.

"They say they found his hand all chewed up near the StandPipe." Stanley informed. "It seems she's been for-forgotten because Corcran's missing." Bill flipped the page over and revealed a missing kid poster that read 'Betty Ripsom'. "Will it ever end?" Stanley asked curiously. "What the fuck dude?" Richie cussed as the performer snatched his tuba back. "What're you guys talking about?" Eddie asked as he handed Richie an ice cream. "What the always talk about!"

I frowned. "I actually think it will end, For a little while at least." Ben implied. "What do you mean?" Beverly tilted her head slightly. "So I was going all over my Derry research and I charted down all the big events-The Ironworks explosion in 1908, the Bradley Gang in '35, and the Black Spot in '62, and now kids being.." He looked at Bill, "I noticed all this stuff seems to happen every- 27 years." They both said.

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(You were sitting on your skateboard next to Beverly)

"Okay, so let me get this straight, it comes out from where ever to eat kids for what- like a year? Then just goes back into hibernation?" Eddie summed up. "Maybe it's like.. Cicadas! The bugs that come out once every 17 years?" Stan assumed. "My grandfather thinks this town is cursed. He says that all the bad thingsin this town comes from one thing.. An evil thing that feeds off all the people of Derry." Mike reasoned. "But it can't be one thing. We all saw something different. Did you see anything Y/n?" Everyone shifted their heads to me except Richie. "I did. At the quarry I saw a clown but it wasn't for a second- it was my father. It tried to trick me that it was him, but I know he is not alive anymore." I murmured.

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