True Story's That Happened To Me

The Clown Craze.

          The year of 2016 was known for many things. One of those being "The Killer Clowns." I of course didn't believe it was something that was serious. I thought "They're probably making a movie and this is just a publicity stunt." As did most people in my town. That is, until I encountered one.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~the story~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      It was October 21st. A normal fall day in my small little Georgia town. My house wasn't secluded from the town. But still not necessarily in a neighborhood. My house is between two different roads. About an acre and a half of land. Right behind my house is a long stretch of woods. About 4 miles.
      A lot of times, when I'm stressed or upset I would go out to a clearing in the woods behind my house, and sit there to listen to music and read. The clearing is about a half mile away from my house. So I got plenty of exercise as well.
      One day I was back in my clearing as usual when I got a text from my friend.(Not giving names so we'll say Evan). He had been obsessed with conspiracy and crazy things that go on in the world.
      'Hey have you heard about the killer clown. Living down one of your roads' I rolled my eyes, and replied, 'yeah whatever. Just like that Bigfoot lived in my woods. Lol' I tucked my phone back in my pocket and began my treck back to my house.
       I always took out one headphone to listen to my surroundings. There's no telling what I'm the woods. I was about half way there when behind me I heard what sounded like someone going "Psst!" I quickly turned around to find nothing.
        I turned back around convinced I was going crazy so I began walking again. Until I heard it again. "Psst." This time I whipped around to find a clown about 15 yards away. His painted on smile, big red nose, white colored face, and crazy red hair.
      I began to panic. I had always been pretty scared of clowns. That creepy, unwavering smile. Those beety eyes that just seem to follow you. And there one was standing right in front of me.
      Terrified I yelled at it, "Do you think this is funny you creep?! Go away you sick piece of garbage!" I then picked up a stick and threw it at him. It hit him and I began to run. All the way back to my back yard. Then I turned around. There standing about thirty feet away was the clown. He waved then walked away.
       About three days later my grandmother was watching the news. Just as I glanced at the screen I saw a picture of a clown and the words under it that read, "Killer clown caught stalking  girl in woods behind her house. Arrested on sight. In his house was numerous pictures and fantasies written on paper of this girl." I got sick and threw up. Then they put a picture of what I assume is his house. Inside were pictures of... me.