CH 9:the bowers gang

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PS:IN THE ORIGANAL DUB THERE IS CUSSING BUT THERE ARE NO CURSE WORDS IN THIS REWRITING OK ANNYWAY ENJOY

Gorgie was curled in a ball in the barrens sniffling trying to calm himself down after crying. When he herd a gun shot. "UGH I missed stupid squril." Said the town bully Henry Bowers with his goons. "Lemmie see." One of the goons told bowers reaching for the gun. "No way moron!" Henry said shoveing the unfamiliar face back away from the pistol. Gorgie thought they wold let him be here just this once. He turned his back to the three bullys. Then Patrick noticed him. (Patrick is one of bullies you probably knew that though)
"Well,well look who it is." Patric remarked catching the attention of the other boys. "Heya twerp" Henry said with a loaded pistol in his hands. Gorgie slowly turnned around Augusting his attention to the gun in Henry's left hand. "I guess our lesson about staying out of our berriens didn't stick Huh?" Henry said with a smug look on his face. Gorgie wanted to stand up for himself but was too afraid  about what Henry was going to do to him. "Guess well just have to through something more important into the river this time." Henry's grin became wider. as the other bullies started to fight about who got to use the loaded pistol after Henry. Gorgie was despertly searching his mind for a way out of this situation. "I'm not afraid of you bowers!" He blurted out Gorgie not knowing why he defended
himself even though he was going to be beat up by bowers. "What was that twerp?" Henry questioned  trying to intimidate Gorgie. The two others behind him trying to hold back there laughter. Gorgie hesitated but continued to stand his ground. "You here that guys." One of Henry's goons blurted out through laughter " this twerp isn't afraid of us!" They all started laughing. Gorgie tried standing his ground but what was he going to do against three, older, tougher ,meaner kids with wepons? Gorgie curled back in his ball. "Grrrrrrrrr." Gorgie heard a fierce growl and poked his head up from his small ball. And looked at the river. Were the threating noise was coming from. Then rising out of the water was a fimiar looking clown with yellow eyes and wet dark red dripping hair covering every detail of his clown make up and face. Except his buck teeth and the red smeared lipstick on his mouth which at first was frowning. But then slowly turned into a smile when he got the attention of three bullies...


IM SORRY FOR ANOUTHER CLIF HANGER.
PART 2 COMING SOON🔜

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