All Chapters of Your Favorite Clown Has Clocked Out: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The day after the anniversary celebration, a video of me was all over the school's forums. Someone had edited footage of me doing flips in the mascot costume into a chaotic meme video titled, "The Real Heiress' Unhinged Moments".Janet's fans flooded the comment section with thousands of replies."For the sake of stealing the spotlight from Janet, she was even willing to throw her dignity away!""Janet, your older sister's mental state is somewhat worrying.""I suggest the Lancasters look into whether they accidentally took the wrong baby twice back then."In the past, I would've immediately rushed into the fray and confronted them all alone.This time, however, all I did was like their comments.Ms. Berkins anxiously pushed my phone down, her expression filled with anxiety."Why are you liking their comments? Aren't you going to explain things?""Explain what?"That Thomas had panic disorder? He would rather watch me get scolded than speak the truth. In that case, why should

Before the exchange delegation left, the school informed me at the last minute that I needed to pick up the performance files from the old auditorium.The old auditorium contained the various costumes and props from past school anniversary celebrations. When I entered, the mascot costume Mom had ripped was lying in one corner.The teacher in charge of opening the door for me suddenly received a phone call. After that, he informed me that he had to leave first, so I could depart myself once I was done.Not long after the door shut behind him, the lights above my head flickered twice. Following that, the smell of something burning drifted out from behind the curtains.The electrical outlet, deteriorated with age, abruptly erupted in a shower of sparks that instantly set the nearby stage set on fire.I snatched up the fire extinguisher, yet it was empty.As the fire spread to the curtains, the heat warped the door lock, and I was unable to ram it open no matter how hard I tried.Cl

Dad took the admission letter away. "We'll revisit this topic in the future."I reached out to snatch it back, but he only raised it higher."Look at how injured you are! How are we supposed to let you go off to another city alone?"I typed on my phone. "I was alone on the day of the fire too."My response made Dad freeze. Seeing that, Mom hastily tried to smooth things over. "Mel, your father is just worried about you.""No. What he's truly worried about is how other people will view the Lancasters if anything happens to me."That seemed to strike a nerve with Dad, as his face twisted into a scowl."There's nothing I can do if you insist on thinking of me that way."A scoff sounded from the doorway before Ms. Berkins entered the room with a cardboard box."Mr. Lancaster, she's not wrong for thinking of you that way."The box contained the items I had cleaned out of my room a few days back. On top was a notebook covered in cartoon stickers and labeled, "The Lancaster Family's

Three days after I left, the Lancaster family was thrown into chaos.It was Ms. Berkins who eventually told me about everything that happened.Dad was in the middle of a conference when his blood sugar suddenly dropped, causing him to collapse from his chair. To make matters worse, his secretary gave him the wrong medication, forcing them to cancel the conference on the spot.The first thing he asked upon waking was, "Where's Melissa?"Nobody answered him.Mom, after four consecutive nights of insomnia, finally called Janet into the room.However, Janet barely lasted ten minutes before she couldn't take it anymore."Mom, I still have classes tomorrow, so how about you take some sleeping pills?"After the door shut behind Janet, Mom gazed around the empty room. She abruptly recalled how I used to drape a white bedsheet over myself and "drift" all over the place like a ghost. Back then, she had scolded me and called me an idiot.Now, she was dying to hear another one of my corny

While I didn't return to the Lancaster family, I didn't completely cut off all contact with them either.I had changed my phone number but remained in the family group chat, though it wasn't because I couldn't let go.Instead, it was because my psychologist had said that thoroughly cutting myself off from the past didn't necessarily mean that I had genuinely let it go.Dad started setting alarms to remind him to take his medicine. The first time he did, he accidentally set the wrong time, which resulted in a shrill ringing blaring through the entire villa in the middle of the night.Thomas charged over, hair mussed from sleep. "Dad, it's the middle of the night! You trying to give us all a heart attack?"Dad scowled and fiddled with his phone for a moment, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. "Damn it. I set the wrong time."In the past, he didn't even know where his medicine was kept.Now, though, he always had the pill box placed right by him on the conference table.Som