There on your porch stood the strangest yet simultaneously most frightening thing you've ever seen. It was a young woman with long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, but the scary part, at least for you, was she wore a big red nose, white makeup on her face, red lipstick, and was dressed in a goofy outfit with long floppy shoes and ridiculously baggy multicolored clothes. In other words, she was dressed as a clown.
Which was greatly unsettling to you, because ever since you were five, you had sort of a fear of clowns, they just made you uncomfortable. "Can I help you?" You hesitantly ask "Hi kid!" She said in a sickeningly cheerful voice "I'm Jennywize the Giggling Clown, but you can just call me Jenny. I'm here about a babysitting job."
She can't be serious. Why would your parents hire a circus performer to babysit you and your brother? Without even being invited, she strode on into your house. It was only now you noticed she was carrying a large sack over her shoulder.
"She went into the living room where Dave was. "Hiya Dave!" Dave turned and let out a slight scream when he saw Jenny. "Oh, don't be scared. I'm your babysitter, and you and your brother are in for an evening of fun!"
With that said, she set the sack she was carrying on the floor and pulled out...
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