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A girl was babysitting at a friend's house and it was for her friend's two younger brothers. The family she sat for had this odd looking clown statue standing in the corner of the living room almost life sized. It was just sooo creepy, she couldn't keep from looking at it every so often. Eventually, it got darker and she sent the two boys to bed. She went back downstairs to watch T.V. while she waited for her friend to call.

The clown just stood there with an eerie smile on it's face and a weird look in its unmoving eyes. She couldn't take any more of the weirdness, so she covered up the clown statue with a bed sheet. She quickly fell asleep after shutting the lamp light off. Suddenly she woke up and the sheet had slid off the clown statue. It stood there looking at her the same way. Almost immediately, the phone rang and she answered it. It was her friend.

"Yeah every thing's fine," said the babysitter, "I just have a problem with that weird clown statue in your guys' living room. It creeps the heck out of me."
There was silence on the other line........
"We don't have a clown statue in our living room. We never did."
The babysitter was struck silent by what her friend had just said. Then her friend said very slowly.
"Get out of the house now..."

The babysitter runs up the stairs to get the kids, but discovered one of them missing. She started to call his name, as she pulled the other boy from his bed. A frightened scream from downstairs made the babysitter jump. She ran downstairs, skipping steps, and peered into the living room. The clown statue stood in the same place, the eerie smile still in place. Blood was splattered on it. The girl gasped, and ducked behind the wall. The youngest boy was there, in a pool of blood. The sides of his mouth had been cut, and his body sliced. The babysitters scream of terror was cut short by a thump. Thump...Thump...Thump... The girl's heart rate sped up. It was the older of the two boys, coming slowly down the stairs.
"Leah...?" He whispered the babysitters name silently, then screamed at the top of his lungs. A carving knife flew at him, hitting him in the chest. The babysitter started moving down the hall, silent with fear.
"Leah..." A deep raspy voice came from the living room. "Leah..."
The clown that was a statue, was now standing at the front of the hallway. No one heard Leah's deafening scream for mercy.

The next morning, Leah's friend came home. She stared in horror, as she walked into the mangled house. A trail of blood led into the hallway, and The girl followed it. There was her youngest brother, dead, sliced up in a pool of blood. The girls tears and screams would not come out, she was scared silent. She started to call her friends name, in hope this was just a cruel joke that the boys came up with. Running to the stairs, she screamed. Her other brother was pinned to the wall by knives, like a dart board. As she ran from the house, she stopped in the back yard. The same clown statue that her friend had mentioned the night before on the phone stood there, staring. Its eerie smile and piercing eyes made the girl stop. The clown was covered in blood. As the girl backed away, the eerie smiling mouth opened, and said the name, "Jennifer". The girl, Jennier, had no chance to scream.

They never found Jennifer or Leah. But the clown has had sitings all over town. Who knows... maybe it could show up around you....