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KIM |
RACHEL | MICHELLE
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Kim's "Clown Love" Poem!
The slow
trickle of melting greasepaint on a hot summer afternoon
In just a few hours
the show must go on
Cheap motelroom,
reeking of Lysol and winoshit
All fades away as
you kick off your big floppy shoes.
Later tonight, I'll
watch you wave a plastic chicken
And think about your
red foam nose brushing against my bare skin.
Rachel's
Story
My worst experience
with clowns was when I sprained my ankle last summer.
I was in terrible
pain lying on the x-ray table when I looked around and
on every wall there
were pictures of clowns. It was really weird. Right
on the wall next
to me was a picture of an old man clown smoking a cigar
smiling. There were
pictures of clowns, even the well known picture of a
crying clown. If
I was a little kid who had a broken leg or something I
would be pretty scared
to be in that room.
Michelle's
Dream
There
is a horrible, mean, ugly clown in Devo's "Peek-a-Boo" video,
which came
out in the early
80's (I know, I'm dating myself). Every time in the song
they sing,
"HA HA HA HA!
HA HA HA HA! PEEKABOO!" they show the evil madman clown
laughing his fool
head off. That video has been the stuff of nightmares ever
since.
The
worst dream I ever had, though, was this: The clown from
the "Peekaboo" video
was chasing me
through this old apartment building in downtown Denver where
I lived.
His big, ugly
clown shoes echoed on the hardwood floors of my empty apartment.
I foiled him again
and again, hiding in the pantry, running up to the attic,
then climbing
down the fire escape
to freedom. Just when I thought I was safe, the clown jumped
out
from behind some
trees with a great big butcher knife dripping with the blood
of his
previous victim,
all the while chuckling madly: "HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA!
PEEKABOO!" I whirled
around and screamed "HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA! PEEKABOO!"
back at him. This
startled him so much, that I deftly grabbed the knife from
his hand
and stabbed him
many times with it. As a matter of fact, I awoke punching
my own pillow.
This is a true
story.
I
found out that clowns are simply evil embodied when I watched
Robert
Altman's Short
Cuts....which is not to say that I ever really liked
clowns or anything....as
a child they scared me....but it was a fairly
vague hatred, and
it soon passed into a bad memory....but Short Cuts
revived this for
me....this woman dressed up into a clown outfit and
then was driving
down this road and she got stopped by tim robbins, who
then proceeded
to hit on her....she later went to a funeral for a girl
found by her husband
while he was fishing....her reactions in both cases
were fairly direct....she
was playing Satan....she was mocking the dead
and rejecting Tim
Robbins....what the hell is her problem!?!?!?
Me,
my Dad and my brother were at our city fair down in Scarborough.
And if
any of you who read thishave seen the movie "IT" then you
know how scared I was. There were
balloons and cotton
candy and all that fair crap.
Anyway
me being afraid of clowns didn't go to see the clown show
with my dad and my brother. Though
I wish I did, because it would have been alot safer. Because
a clown, that looked exactly like
pennywise the dancing clownfrom the movie "IT", came up to
me while I was sitting on a bench with
a frown , waiting for thestupid clown show to finish. As soon
as I saw the clown I jumped in surprise, he
was sitting behind me making stupid clown faces. I yelled
at him and said "Jesus Christ, you SCARED
the shit out of me!!!". And he said "come on little girl don't
you want a balloon".
Seeing
the movie "IT" scared me enough ,I didn't need a bitchass
clown up in my face asking me if
I want a balloon, I grabbed the pair of scissors out of my
back pack, because I just came back from school, when my parents
decided to take me to the fair. Anyway, the clown started
to fake cry saying that I was being mean to him because I
told him to "F**k OF". I waved the pair of scissors at him
hoping it would scare him off, but it made matters worst.
He took it as some kind of joke and turn a balloon into a
sword and started to paly along. I was really annoyed at
this point, holding
the scissors at his chest I back away, cautiously...
He
followed with delight. All the little children pointed and
stared at him chasing after me, they all became
scared and started crying. I thought I lost the clown, but
as soon as I was trapped he closes in on me.
I have never been so scared in my life, I started to cry "Please
don't hurt me, Please?!?!?". Then
he said "Look what you made happen, all the little kids now
think I'm a monster or something" "How
am I suppose to deal with that". Then I reply " I don't care,
just leave me alone".
The evil clown
ran off, cursing and swearing to himself. But the scarey part
is , as soon as he ran
around the corner I came out of hiding, and chased after him
to see where he went. But... As
soon as I rounded the corner, no clown was in sight.
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