What makes you almost shit your pants and crawl under your bed sheets? Falling in a dream? Losing your phone?
Now, I have a story behind why I am scared of clowns.
It also started when I was about 8 years old. I may have been younger, I’m not sure.
The night was October 31st! Halloween. After school, I decided to go to my friends house. She lived exactly 3 minutes walk from my house. Back in those days, we didn’t have mobile phones until we were like 13 if you were lucky. So I didn’t tell my mum as my plan was to get home before her.
Time comes for me to be going home. It’s about 5~6pm. Of course, I didn’t have keys because my older sister went to the same school as me and we always would hang out together. Not that day. So I go home and ring the door bell.
Nobody answers. My sister probably thinks I am a trick-or-treater.
I ring the doorbell again. A car pulls up behind me. A man in a clown mask comes out.
I hit the door with my tiny weak fists. I turn around, he has fireworks in his hand. I open the letter box and shout ‘Dalia, it’s me!!! Let me in!’
The clown starts laughing and running in my direction. I start screaming and finally hear my door being unlocked. Why did my sister lock the door?!
The door opens and it’s my mum. She thought I was already home and decided to lock the door without checking. Anyway, I am finally safe in my house and my mum doesn’t understand why I am so scared. So I tell her and I couldn’t look at another clown again.
In that moment, I literally thought it was a serial killer or some kind of murderer that was going to kill me. But now that I think about it, I lived in a tiny area were everyone knew me and I knew everyone. I still don’t know who it was, but if you ever read this, I HATE YOU!!
Anyway, since then, clowns terrify me.
Please let me know what scares you below.
By the way, I am so sorry for not posting the past few days, I have been so sick and am only just starting to feel better. But I promise you a post will come tomorrow!!