I'm a friendly clown

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Jack's: POV

-Flashback-

October 7th 1990: Pontypool

"The carousel was so fun." I said happily. "I agree." replied Vanessa. "You're the best little sister in the whole world." I said. "You're the best big brother in the whole world." she replied and smiled.

(Jack)

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(Jack)

"Are you two finished? the show will start soon." said dad. Vanessa held my hand and we followed him to the circus tent.

"I'm afraid of c-clowns." I said scared. "Don't be such a coward." he replied annoyed. "I'll protect you." whispered Nessie and I nodded.

The show started and everything was so magical. A ballerina threw up a blue teddy bear and I caught it to my sister. But then my eyelids became heavy and I fell asleep on the bench. I never noticed when dad went out with Ness and left me alone.

***

I woke up after an hour and it was dark outside. "Nessie, dad?" I called, but got answer. "Where are you?" I called again. "Ness." I said and tears were rolling down my cheeks.

"Have you lost your family, Jack?" asked a man. "They'd never leave me." I sobbed. "I'm sure they'll come back." he said. "I should go." I replied. "I've cotten candy and popcorn." he said. "I can't receive things from people I don't know." I replied. "But I'm a friendly clown, now we aren't strangers, are we?" he asked. He started danced around and I laughed. Then he looked seriously at me and I swallowed nervously.

"I should going now." I said. "Without your teddy bear?" he asked. I stretched out my arm and he smirked. "Take it." he said and his eyes shone yellow. I had almost taken my teddy bear when he grabbed my arm and his mouth was filled with razor blade teeth.

"Jack?" called mom. "Mom." I said and ran up to her. She hugged me and tears were streaming down my face. I hugged her and cried. Vanessa ran up to me and hugged my leg. "You're okay honey." she said softly and stroked my hair. "I want home." I sobbed. We went to the car and drove back home. But my nightmares was haunted by a clown. Fresh blood was dripped from his mouth and he held a dead boy in his arms.

-End of the flashback-

I feel for Jack

I hope you liked the chapter.

~CharlieGlambert~

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