I sat up from the couch, I didn't sleep, at all. I fell off the couch once or twice, thrashed around, and kept waking up periodically through the night. Let's just say............ last night sucked, so now I'm getting up from the uncomfortable couch and streching my stiff body, I rubbed my feet and breathed in the pain, waiting for the burning sensation to subside. I also rolled my stiff neck, my breathing hitched as it clicked stuck for a few seconds, but soon continued the circular movement. I stood up but sat back down my feet needed a few seconds more to get the blood flowing. I stepped away from the couch and looked out the window to find it was the middle of the night. I just stood there, mouth agape as I looked at the figure in the window, it was a very tall and lanky man? it sort of gave off the illusion of slender, but it seemed to not be so. As I had noticed that there was something.... off about his posture it wasn't a very good one, it was more of a, slouchy stance. it also seemed to, 'stare back at me' and then i saw his sharp, shark like teeth that formed a sly smirk to his chilling features. I backed away from the window and then the most peculiar thing happened that sent chills down my spine, he dissapeared, but not without a chilling laugh and he sounded so...... crazy, insane even. It frightened me to no end, so I started walking more back....

Bad idea.

I ended up being encased in a grey fog, and long bandaged arms slithered around my waist as the smell of candy pilled into my lungs, but I smelt something more, sleeping gas. I held in my breath but that lasted as short as when it started because my lungs were suddenly filled with the toxic gas and the world faded from me as I heard a that same chilling voice, "night, night gumdrop." and I fell asleep with a cringe.

waking up wasn't a breeze, but it was a piece of cake, no literally, there was a piece of cake right in front of me. that made me realize how hungry I actually was, but that exact thought made me realize I was tied to a old rusted circus pole when I had tried to reach for the fluffy goodness. I growled at my situation and stomped my foot on the sandy ground, wait.....sand?! i looked around my surroundings to find that I was surrounded by sand and I was circled by rows and rows of old looking wooden bleachers that contained rows of benches. others maby wouldn't mind this, but mind you, I HATE CLOWNS! I'm actually terrified of them, with all that makeup and the smiles, what are they trying to hide under all that? Guess i would find out soon because that same clown appeared in front of me in a clowed of grey smoke. I coughed and coughed, not being able to swat it away. he laughed and i got a better look at this misterious being, and then I was terrified. He had sharp pointy teeth that hid a long black and white striped toung. I also saw his ash black feathery type hair that spiked out in random directions. He also had black and white feathers that marked the start of his long stripped arms that trailed down to bandaged hands that adorned claw like fingers. and it seemed that I could go on with describing this 'man' so i will spare myself and leave well enough alone.

he laughed at my petrified face and he bent down to my level, his cone like nose pointed right to my eye, my crystal blue eyes started watering but I couldn't bring myself to cry. he then said, " hello deary, I see your awake?" "I don't fucking know. am I smart ass?" I retaliated back with a growl. he chuckled raspily and I scoffed at his breath, smelled like candyland relocated to his mouth, that triggered my gag reflex to no end. "why yes you are , now what should I do first, lets see, what do you want to do?" he said pacing with a crazy grin as he paced up the walls of the wooden pillars above. I just sat there, mouth agape as I struggled to respond. "um- ah- I guess y-you could t-try untieing me?" I replied in a small whisper, CURSS MY BIPOLAR! he laughed yet again and replied with a answer I didnt expect..... at all. that was sarcasm, cause he said no anyway, but with a little bit added on. " nope, I'm afraid I can't do that little miss, your gonna have to learn how to get out of ropes later in life arn't chu?" I growled yet again and anger flooded my nervousness as I yelled, "ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!" and banged my head on the pole.....hard. making the boards this strange clown was standing on, quiver, and fall, right in front of me, he actually landed on my foot, which wasn't at all pleasant with how much he weighed. It actually knocked the air outta me, which wasn't a good thing for me. I finally caught my breath and just about that time he had gotten up, but thank goodness his nose was so sharp because when he got up, his nose acidentally cut the rope binding me to the pole, so now I just have to take care of feet and hands. I used my fingers to steady me as i hopped up on my feet, still close to the ground, hopping to keep balance I finally ended up sliding my arms under each foot so they were at least in front of me. I huffed and puffed as this was really hard to do, and I started unbinding my feet so I could at least walk.

I shakily stood up full length and my legs were shaking as their weakened state made it nearly impossible to stand. but as soon as I saw the man getting back up with an angry face, I just glared back as my arms swung from side to side. he charged at me and I smirked, winging my hand that had the heavy rope around them straight to his face, wacking him straight to the ground in pain, " THATS WHAT YOU GET YOU CREEPY FUCK!" I shouted at him, running for my life, I didn't care to look at the creepy carnival around me, all I wanted to do was get out, and I nearly screamed in rejoice as I saw the gates of the carnival, they were so close! I also saw my parents round the corner with toby as well, and I screamed out to them flailing my binded arms around like a mad woman, but as soon as they started running toward me I saw the familiar smoke, and the familiar clown, but this time he had a large mark on his face, whoops. I screamed even louder as I felt him tugging me back, I was crying now, feeling the soft, salty tears fell to the floor. I just about hated life right about now. "SHUT UP!" I heard him yell, but before he could do anything, someone had thrown a rock at him, a BIG rock!
He then let me go as he held his head in pain, swearing. I fell to the ground with a soft thud, and sobbed, only stopping to look at momma masky who was picking me up bridal style. Though as soon as we had started walking, I looked behind us to see the sunset that layed beyond the broken circus. It was breath taking as the sun casted an orange light making the rides and stands look like black shadows, it was amazing, so I ended up falling asleep with one thought in my head.

I had spent my first day with a creepy ass clown, great.