The Clown
By Andrew Mills
I was walking home from a party in a dark and cold alley. I was looking at my watch, my
head was hurting, and I am hearing all these voices yelling at me in my head. I stop and I see this guy looking at me he points at me and whooshes away. I run and hide behind a dumpster that smells like deer guts. I sit there for five minutes and then get up. I am still hearing voices in my head. They are giving me a headache, and then suddenly they stop. Then one voice says “I’m going to get you.” Then I wake up.
I was sweating so bad, and felt like I had been running all night. I was looking around my room and everything looked normal. I looked at my watch and it had stopped at 2:30 a.m. All the clocks in my house had stopped at the same time. All of a sudden the phone started ringing, and I jumped with fear. I picked up the phone and said “hello” and the only thing I heard was heavy breathing. I told them to never call this number again. They said “Dude, it’s your friend Billy Bob.”
“Sorry, I had a rough time last night, but it’s over. What did you guys need?” They told me about an awesome party that Billy was having that night and I promised that I would be at the party.
I started to get ready for the party about five o’clock. I went to close my window and it was then that I see the same face looking at me through the bushes. His face looks like a clown. It is the same face from my dream last night. I rub my eyes and look out my window again. This time he isn’t at the window. I think that maybe I am tired from last night and I’m just seeing things. Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me. I grab my coat and head off to the party.
I decided to try a different way to get to Billy’s house. I feel like someone is following me. I end up going down an alley and it seems to look familiar. It kind of looks like the one in my dream, but I wasn’t worried. I arrive at the party safely, and stay for about two hours. Billy was right it was a great party. I say my goodbyes and start my thirty minute walk home.
When I get to the alley things start happening. It got really cold and dark. I start hearing all these voices in my head. They were whispering and I could barely hear what they were saying. I looked at the time on my watch and it said 2:30 a.m. Then all of a sudden the voices stopped. Someone said, “I got you know Punk,” it was the clown . He just looked at me for awhile and then pointed at me and gave a big yell that sounded like Godzilla. He wobbled away and I ran after him. I couldn’t find him so I ran behind a dumpster and it smelled like
