• CHAPTER 1

    I was in my basement digging around for something when all of a sudden, I feel a hand creeping up and down my back. I get the creeps and I was deathly terrified but i turned around...that was a big mistake. All i can see is a white faced clown with blood stained fangs. He looked down, I think at his shoes but then i realized that it was time...
    As i ran past him, i scrambled up the hallway but i tripped over my shoelace and fell. I struggled to get up but i managed it. He was right behind me but i didn't stop running because I knew that if i were to stop running it would be my life.
    As i was running up the stairshe grabbed my hair and tried to pull me back but i yanked away and i lost a huge chunk of hair. I ran to my room, slammed the door andput my dresser and bed in front of my door...

    Sorry but i'm still in the process of writing this and if i were to continue writing this it would take all night! But this is all i can give you for now.
    You may not know y its called counting down but if you find my other pieces and read them you will figure out why.