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Aaaayyy!!
Clowns. Fucking. Clowns… I never told you that I’m afraid of clowns did I? It never came up thankfully but thinking back on things I guess I could add creepy masks to that list too… But I wont get into that, I already told you everything about that, Noboru-kun… But clowns have terrified me since I was a child. Imagine a younger Airi, maybe six or seven. My parents brought me a present from one of their recent trips - a clown. It had a porcelain head and hands with a puffy fabric body. It’s features were exaggerated with a large mouth with edges that stretched from ear to ear, large hands with spread out fingers, and these eyes that followed you when you would turn it from left to right, or even when you set it on a shelf and tried to ignore it.
My parents thought it was the cutest thing.
It was ACTUALLY the nightmare fuel of my childhood.
I’d wake up to find it on the shelf staring at me, and when I’d fall asleep it would plague my nightmares. I think the worst part was when my Dad set it beside my pillow while I was sleeping so that it was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. I think they may have caught on to how I felt about it when I let out a shrill scream of terror. I flung my limbs out and the clown crashed onto the floor, causing a huge crack to form down the center of his face.
I was pretty sure my parents threw it away afterward, but they didn’t. I found it in the attic a year later after trying to find the source of a mysterious sound. I took the clown out and threw it away. The mysterious sounds stopped after that.
His name was Bugsy Horn the Clown and that thing is the reason I can’t stand clowns even to this day.
