
Emily is scared of clowns.
We saw one in the mall today and I stopped her.
I said, "Look scared."
She said, "What?" and laughed.
My sister said, "The Clown is coming to kill you."
I said, "I won't let him hurt you. If he walks over here I'll tell you to run. Now look scared."
Emily laughed, I took the picture.
I said, "You don't look scared at all."
My sister said, "He's coming!"
Emily said, "I don't want any nightmares." And walked off.
I sighed, disappointed in my picture.
Until I looked closely and saw the clown staring at Emily in the picture...
crazy clown.
11.23.2007