31 Nights of Halloween: Night 20

Let’s go clown hunting, he said. It will be fun, he said. We’ll catch ’em and trap ’em back in hell where they came from, he declared, and then they chopped off his head and juggled it along with a bowling pin and rubber chicken. Now I’m running from a monster clown from hell with a big knife. Peer pressure sucks big red balls.


*Four-sentence story

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