PW cackled again as he could hear the sh*t and p*ss filled water being splashed as quietly as possible beneath Richies shaking feet. PW slammed Ben and Stanley to the floor and stood on them making sure they didn't get away. PW's claws grew larger as he was ready to kill the so called "brave" boy and crush the small fear filled boy that was left behind. His yellow slime covered and bloody teeth grew larger and pointier with the claws. "Richie, Richie, Richie......Dont you worry about you Dirty...Little...Secret" he was testing the boy trying to get him more scared and nervous. PW stood on the two poor boys necks basically killing their throats. The horrific clown waited for the gay "brave" boy to take a swing at him with the used and dirty base ball bat. PW wanted to waste time so he talked to the boy to confuse him "You have yet to name that bat that has saved you many times.....why are you saving these kids....are they even your friends, Is Eddie your friend....Do you want one of them to be more than a best friend....." he kept taunting the boy by saying things that hinted to his little secret. PW heard a accidental loud splash as it seemed like Richie was trying to sneak up. At any attempt PW would catch the bat before it hit his head, at least he would try...
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Just a short sad IT story that I made with meh friend
HorrorIt is sad and it pained me to say most of this PS: I am PW and my friend is the losers club but mostly Richie and Eddie. This story is about what would happen if the losers club wasn't strong enough to fight the demonic clown and he toyed with them...