THE CLOWN IN THE CORNER 2, a short story by actung. Date added: 2011-01-03. Times viewed: 1494.

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Little Alex Grey, didn’t want to go to bed. He hated the fact that it gets dark early. Alex is almost six years old and for the past few nights there has been a clown in his room. Now the clown doesn’t do much more than sit on a chair just staring at Alex; however Alex is sure that on more than one occasion the clown waved at him and when this has happened, Alex has gone running, either into his parent’s bedroom if they were there, or down to the living room.

Only just the night before it had been thunder and lightning outside, lighting up the young boys room for moments at a time during one of which, the clown seemed to move and wave over at Alex. The strange thing was that when Alex was brought back to his room and this light was turned on, there would not be any sign of any clown in the bed room at all. Neither parent could even remember Alex ever having a toy clown. When brought back to bed, which ever parent with Alex would check the room for the clown, under the bed, in the closets, anywhere that a clown could hide and each time there would be no sign of the clown. Then Alex would be tucked into bed and told that his imagination is playing tricks on him.

The thunder and lightning returned for a second night. Alex was brought to bed by his mum. Alex was so petrified; he did not want to be left alone. His mum once again checked the room while Alex watched her. No clown anywhere. Not under the bed, not in the closets and nowhere else in the room where a clown may be able to hide. A flash of lightning lit the room briefly; Alex gasped and hugged his mum as tightly as he could. ‘It is ok’ she told him, turning on the bed side lamp, ‘only some lightning, nothing to be afraid of ’, she lifted Alex into bed and tucked him in, before heading over to the window to close the curtains, and rain began to fall heavily against the window as she did so.

Returning to the bed and sitting next to Alex, his mum began to sing ‘hush little baby, don’t say a word, mommy’s gonna buy you a mocking bird……’ this put Alex at ease and pretty soon, he had put the thunder and lightning out of his head, focusing on his mum’s voice and closing his eyes. He was so tired from not having slept much lately that Alex soon drifted off into dream land. The mum quietly got up and exited the room, looking back at her son while closing over the door, making sure to leave it slightly open. She sneaked down stairs and became instantly bemused and bewildered, as she found a giant green button and the bottom of the stairs.

No sooner than his mum had reached the bottom of the stairs Alex awoke. He softly called ‘mum’. Something or someone stepped out from the dark corner of the room, right next to the window. Alex screamed and his mum quickly ran back upstairs to his room, being closely followed by Alex’s dad. Strangely enough the bedroom door was closed. It had definitely been left open. Not only was it closed but it was locked too. Alex’s dad rammed himself at the door and on his fourth attempt, he got into the room but there was no Alex. He was not in bed. He was not under the bed. He was not in any of the closets. The window was still closed and the curtains were still pulled. The mum fell to the ground and began to cry as the dad ran around the house frantically looking for and calling Alex. There was no Alex to be found anywhere in the house.

Is there really a clown? And did he take Alex? If he did then where to? How did they get out of the house? The only thing that could be looked into is the fact that Alex is just one of Jane’s little cousins. Jane was shown the button that was found at Alex’s house and she identified it as what the clown she had seen was wearing. Jane has four other younger cousins, one of whom had spent a night sleeping in her parents room, having had seen a clown watching her from a dark corner in her room.

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