Lets put a smile on that face

It was Sean's 10th birthday, and the present he got was a stuffed clown. At first sight, he hated it. It had a crooked smile and black circles around its eyes, wearing a blue jester on its head. He couldn't stand it.

Right after he got it, he placed it on the highest and the furthest bookshelf from his bed.

Every night he would dread about the clown. Even though, it was far away, its eyes were still staring straight at him. Day after day, he would complain to his mom. And she would always answer “ It's just a toy, my dear” Finally one night he decided to turn the clown around so that its face would stare at the wall instead of him. Yet, on the next day, the clown would turn back round and stare at him.

He asked his mom whether she had moved it. “ No “ was her answer and this made him more worried. And the following nights, he would tell himself “ it's not alive, it's not alive “ but he wouldn't dare turn the clown around again for fear it would turn back and proved its alive. Every night, he slept by the watchful eyes of the clown . He hated clowns.

One day, when he woke from his sleep, on the bookshelf , there were two clowns. His heart pounded so hard that the pain swept him away. The other clown was almost the same as the first , except for his jester hat, it was red, and instead of a smile, it was wearing a frown. He asked his mother, she answered casually “ I don't know, but they make a good pair , just let it be my dear ” Now , Sean is very worried.

Every night, two pairs of eyes would stare at him, one with a eerie smile that look like it was smug. One with a sadistic frown that expressed pity for him, but to him, it was not so. They were both evil and there were no pity. Did he mentioned that he hated clowns?

His mom got tired of his complaints and started ignoring him whenever he started complaining. He too grew tired of the fear, but he can't make it go away.

One night, before he eyes closed and slept, there was a sound           “ thud “ , it sounded like something had fallen. He looked around his room and there it was, the clown with the sadistic frown was on the ground. Sean was very afraid. It couldn't be the wind that blew it, cause the windows were closed, so it couldn't just fall off. He got more scared......He decided to let it be and wait till morning. He curled himself under his blanket. Minutes paseed when his blanket started moving down his legs. He looked down. It was the clown !!! It was alive, pulling his blanket away, he couldnt scream, something choked his throat, fear....

The next morning, Sean's mom wouldn't have to hear his complaints anymore, not because they are getting rid of the clowns, but because Sean was never found. And there were two clowns in his room, now both with a smile . 

 
I asked Sean that day, whether he liked clowns. He said ' no '
So this is the story i thought of dedicated to him. {haha}