Creepypasta Parent Scenarios

No Sleep | Laughing Jack

They call me crybaby:

((Y/n)'s Pov)

It was January so that meant back to school. Personally I hate school, and no its not the syllabus or the teachers. But more so the children, my class mates happened to be the worst. They didn't physically bully me per say, but they did constantly tease me. You see I'm what you would consider overly sensitive. I'm prone to bursting into tears at any harsh comment no matter how mild. My father always said my heart was too big for my body. I'm not really proud of it, but it's how I've always been. Anyway on to the story, on the very first day of school my class mates were calling me crybaby. I ignored them like my father told me to do. They would get theirs some day, sooner rather than later if life was fair. During lunch I sat with my best friend (F/n) who was one of the only people who didn't call me crybaby. "Did you hear?" (S)he asked. "Hear what?" I asked. "A group of our class mates are going to an abandoned carnival tonight." (S)he said. "What? Why?" I asked. "They are trying to summon this Demon clown called giggling Jack or something." (S)he said. "I heard about him and his name is Laughing Jack, not giggling Jack." I said.

"Whatever, my point is it sounds like a lot of fun and I think I'm going to go too." (S)he said. "I don't know, if he's real you could die." I said. "Yeah, but if he's not I'll finally prove to everyone that I'm not a baby." (S)he said. "That sounds like a huge gamble just to get people to like you." I said. "Come on it will be fun please say you'll come." (F/n) pleaded. "I don't know, my father is going to wonder what I'll be doing out late at night." I said. "Pssh you still have to ask your daddy's permission to go out after dark." (F/n) said teasingly. "Well yeah I am only twelve years old." I said rolling my eyes. "Say your having a sleep over at my house, my aunt is taking care of me for the week. We'll be able to sneak out no problem." (F/n) said. "I don't know, I don't like lying to my dad." I said. "Come on please, if you do this no one will call you crybaby again." (F/n) said. "Ok I'll do it, but I don't like this." I said. "Yay! Thank you so much (Y/n)! I knew I could count on you!" (F/n) said hugging me. This is certainly going to be one eventful night.

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We were at the abandoned carnival, it was around ten at night. Though they tried to hide it, I could tell a lot of the kids here were pretty afraid. This was one of the few times I wasn't afraid though. Something about this entire place was so unreal in a good way. "This place is pretty surreal." I said. Joe snickered, he was one of the kids who teased me the most about being a crybaby. "Are you scared (Y/n), do you want me to call your mommy?" He asked mockingly. "Stop teasing me, this place could easily become my grave." I said. "I should have known crybaby would be afraid of the Demon clown." He said tauntingly. I hid behind (F/n) just the thought alone was making me cower, "Joe enough, you're going to make them cry. If we draw too much attention the spell won't work." Karen another girl in our class said. "Yes, let's get this over with." Joe said. We all gathered in a circle holding hands we looked up at the sky and began chanting 'Laughing Jack'. After the fifth chant everyone started looking around. Suddenly we were surrounded by sinister laughter. Then a child I think around eight came out from behind the shadows, then another.

Then another and another and another, all different ages, genders and races. The only thing they all had in common was that they were dead, each corpse more rotting than the last. My class mates started panicking and running away. I didn't move, I just watched as the dead children ran after them. "(Y/n)! Snap out of it we have to go!" (F/n) yelled trying to pull me away. "I can't go, if I do my father won't find me." I said. "What? You're not making sense we have to go like now!" (S)he said starting to run away. I closed my eyes as I heard the screams of my class mates disrupt the silence. Then they all abruptly stopped, I opened my eyes and there he stood the tall scary clown known as Laughing Jack. He was completely devoid of any colour except for the fresh blood staining his clothes. Most likely belonging to my class mates after all their screaming did stop very abruptly. The dead children were surrounding us, no one made a sound as the tall clown and I just stared at each other.

"What are you doing here so late at night?" The clown asked. "I came here with a few of my class mates." I said trying to avoid any eye contact with him. "You are too young to be out so late." The clown said. "I know, I know." I said. "The world is a very dangerous place for a little girl like you." The clown said. "I know, and I'm sorry I won't do it again." I said. "It's much too late for that." The clown said walking closer to me. "Y-you don't mean." I said. "I mean exactly that." The clown said. "Please anything, but that." I begged. "It's too late you are grounded. Forever times 3, times pi." He said. "But dad that's not fair, I told you I was coming here. I left a note." I said trying to defend myself. My dad held up the less than credible note I left him. "See you're holding the proof in your hands." I said. "Go home! I'll deal with you when I get there." Dad said. I looked down sad before beginning to walk away. "Oh and one other thing." Dad said. I looked towards him. "Thanks for planting the idea of summoning me in their heads. I honestly thought people would have caught on that you were pretending to be afraid by now." Dad said. "Daddy you know I'm a world class actress. After all I had a very good teacher." I said. My dad nodded going to finish his work.

Let this be a lesson to everyone, don't always assume you know a person. Sometimes people aren't afraid of you, but afraid for you.

(A:N HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY LAUGHING JACK. Yeah I know this chapter is almost a month late. But I wanted to do something for everyone's favourite killer clown. So yeah, better late than never right).