When I got on FaceTime and show the clown to the girl’s parents, they told me that neither one of them bought the clown for their daughter and had no idea where it came from. I went back downstairs to talk to them so I wouldn’t scare the little girl anymore than what she already was. After they had told me they never seen the clown in the house, I started thinking about the previous times I babysat their daughter and realized I’d never seen the clown before either. As I ran back upstairs to her room, a small colorful figure ran down the stairs past me and out to the backyard french doors….
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