The Clown

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by ScatterJaw

A girl in her teens is babysitting for a family, while the parents enjoy a night out. The father explains to the babysitter, “Once the children are in bed go into this room and watch TV.” (He doesn’t want her wandering around the house)

Shortly after the parents leave she gets the kids into bed and just as instructed she goes to the specific room to watch TV.

While looking for something to watch she is alarmed by the site of this clown statue in the corner of the room. She dismisses it and tries to watch TV. “Wow this thing is really creeping me out”, she says to herself. She attempts to ignore the clown, however, the mere site of the clown becomes too overwhelming. 

She resorts to calling the father: “Hey, sorry to bother you on your night out but the kids are in bed, and I need to switch rooms. This clown statue is really creeping me out.”

The father says seriously? “Get the kids, go next door and call 911.”

She asks, “What’s going on?”

He responds, “Just go next door and once you call the police, call me back.”

She gets the kids, goes next door, and calls the police. While waiting for the police she calls the father back. “So, what’s going on?”

He responds, “We don’t HAVE a clown statue.”

He explains: the children have been complaining about a clown watching them as they sleep. He and his wife had just blown it off, assuming that they were having nightmares.

Police arrived and found no clown statue in the home, they advised the frightened girl to go home and get some rest. “It was right there, she cried; Right There.”

The girl returns home. Still shaken up from what had just transpired; draws herself a hot bath to help her relax.

Steam fills the bathroom as the hot water flows from the faucet into the tub, she calmly lights candles around the room and turns on some music. As she steps into the tub, the hot water envelops her body like a warm blanket of silk. Covering her face with a washcloth she breaths a sigh of relief.

Relaxed and pruned from the bath she removes the washcloth from her face, sits up in the tub and is so terrified she is unable to scream. Tears seep from her eyes as she reaches out with her wrinkled hand. “How”, she says; as she grabs the soaked foam red clown nose from the water. Her heart pounding with fear, she reaches for her robe as she exits the tub to see written on the steam filled mirror. “I Enjoy Watching You Too”