I have a pretty good life, happy family, sweet wife, three kids and stable job. That´s why  it hit me out of nowhere when this freaky clown started following me in last few days. I don´t know exactly where was the first time I noticed his creepy red nose which he tried to stick into my life, but I couldn´t really talk about it to anyone. Because who would take seriously a 48 year old man talking about clown who is stalking him? It scared the **** out of me, still I pretended I didn´t see him at all and ran as fast as I could when I realized the clown was around.
                   When I was eight, and I remember it well as it was the night when my dog died, I had that creepy nightmare about the clown who was climbing on the roof to get inside my room through the window, but as it was closed, he kept knocking through the glass quietly. I hated clowns since that day and always got anxious when I saw one on the festivals or at the circus. Scared to death I always made sure the windows were closed before I went to sleep, I didn´t want anyone to come inside my room, especially freaky clowns.
                  This night, when I  was going out of the office, I noticed the clown at the parking lot hiding behind the trash bin. I ran to my car, but as soon as I closed the door I realized that the clown was already inside. I left the **** window opened.
-I don´t have much time and you are always running away from me like crazy- said Clown very calmly, not like a clown, more like a person that is embarrassed to have that conversation with me.
-What do You want from me? - I asked, rather scared and confused.
-Tell your daughter to feed the hamster, she keeps forgetting to do it and I can´t do much with the windows closed. –he said calmly but with a concern, and disappeared a second after.