Love Clowns?
At the time I was 5 years old and loved the clowns at the circus. They always made me laugh. My dad on the other hand was terrified of clowns. I never knew why. But now I do.
We went to have a fun day at the circus. Of corse I went straight to the clowns. They were trying to teach me how to juggle. About 5 minutes after that my dad pulled me away from his anxiety.
Right before we left I saw another clown except he was alone. And his cloths were tan and he had a sad face painted on. I smiled and waved at him. I turned to my mom and said "Look mom another clown!" She looked to were he was but he was gone. "Stop trying to scare your father" she told me.
After that we got in the car and left. It was dark out about 10 p.m. When I looked out my window the clown was there waving at me. "Look Mommy a clown" I told her once more. She turned to look but we turned a corner. "Your to late you missed him" I said. We got home and I went upstairs to go to bed.
At about 2:30 a.m I heard a horn squeak twice. Like a bicycle one. I looked out my window and saw him. The clown. I waved at him. He waved back. I told him to hold on. I ran down stairs as quiet as a mouse. I unlocked the back door where he was. I put my hand out to his and he grabbed it. I brought him inside asking if he wanted to play. He shook his head. Next I asked if he wanted to see mommy and daddy. He nodded.
I took him upstairs to them. I woke them up. "See daddy clowns are nice". I told him. He looked to my right and say my new friend. He screamed and my clown attacked him. I ran to a corner crying. Mommy was dialing 9-11. Then it got her.
Later the police showed up. They came into the room. They looked disgusted. Pieces of mommy and daddy were everywhere. I got up and ran to the cop hugging his leg. He took me out side my house. He then asked me what happened to my parents. I told them the truth. My clown did it. He asked where it went I told them he vanished and turned invisible.
They put in the police report I was still I'm shock and wasn't giving them reasonable answers. That clown seemed to use me to get to my parents knowing I would let it in since I'm young. Worst mistake of my life.
By the time you are reading this my kid has let in the clown. I had enough time to send this. Make sure that you teach your kids to fear clowns, Because I've learned from other stories that clown can only be invited it. If your kid is scared they won't let them in. You'll be safe.
Still love clowns?
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