Thursday, 3 May 2018
the grave
One day when I was going home a crimson clown was at my house. It was a killer clown and there is 2000 killer clowns in my house I was lucky I had a Katana.
If I had to get in I will need to fight them or they will kill me. Frantically I killed them all, I shouted, one killer clown somehow survived so I decided to shoot myself.Before he killed me I shot myself. After I shot myself somehow I ended up in a grave.Then I turned into a misty ghost, I turned into a evil ghost.
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