Funny Scary Clown Novels & Stories

The tables decorated with white tablecloths were at that moment full of people, all laughing and eating what Margarita had prepared for them. I watched my children play with the clowns who entertained them by painting their faces and giving them some sweets, only to turn around and go to the kitchen for a drink. "Excuse me” I bumped into someone, who immediately gave me a huge chill. I turned around to see who I had bumped into, and it was a clown. I looked at her from behind, and I swore I had seen her somewhere. “Stop talking crazy Helen, where would you know a clown?” I told myself while she kept pouring some wine into my glass.

Dalon noticed my expression and drool, he laughed really loudly like it was no tomorrow. I quickly wiped my drool off, and glared at him. His laugh was some how soothing but really contagious. i started to laugh with him. Once we reached, Dalon parked the car and got out. Once i got out, i took a sight of the dreadful place and groaned. Dalon rolled his eyes and came walking towards me. Why is he coming closer.. My eyes went wide. “What are you doing?” I close my eyes.. please don’t murder me! i’m too young to die.

Don't I look pathetic? A tissue appeared right in front of me. I was silent for a few moments. The tissue owner is none other than someone wearing a clown costume. The clown face is wearing a colorful mask with a round nose. I chuckled as the clown danced while rubbing his bloated belly, maybe the size of his belly is the same size as 2 basketball. "Take this tissue from this handsome clown. You don't have to worry, I'm not a bad person." The clown wrote on the small blackboard he was carrying.

I don't know how he was expecting me to react, but I wasn't going to fall for this. As I watched the old man raise a finger at me, a memory flashed into my head. I remembered when I was just five years old and my school had to go to the circus for an escortion. We had a wonderful time there, but no one expected what would happen next. A clown showed up. Standing some metres from me, he made a quick scream that made everyone's heart skip a beat. He stared at me as though I was a demon and began running. The other kids, seeing this, were so afraid that they had to run away from me. The teachers seemed to have fallen for this as well and ran away from me. I was so afraid and frustrated that I c

“You have a friend like Kayla. And you know her. Probably better than I do. Yet, you can't hide what you are. Good job, though. You saved your friend where I'm absent.” The clown smiled from ear to ear. “What’re friends for?” Then the clown’s eyes were perusing through him. “You’re shivering.” He sniffed in. “You smell like medications. And I think I smell your illness. What happened to your beast? How dead is it?”

Despite having already witnessed the unusual nature of our factory, Bethany and her friends were visibly startled by what they had just seen. The fact that they were huddled together seemed to embolden them. At the very least, they didn't appear as frightened as they had been when I checked on them earlier. "Let us go! Otherwise, we'll call the police. Let's see how long your factory stays in business then," one of them threatened. But to their surprise, my father laughed as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke. He clutched his stomach and laughed so hard that he teared up.

Making everyone scream in hysterics instantly. The music suddenly stopped. Replaced with uncontrollable chaos and screaming. Jack stopped his guitar playing. He came to the front of the stage and smiled horribly. Jack took out a knife from the pocket he had prepared earlier. He slit his own throat until blood gushed from his neck with an expressionless face.

I am glad he isn't making fun of me. “I thought you said you weren't scared, little wife?” He asks. "I..I.." I stutter. The truth is that I am scared of ghosts and most especially, clowns. “That was a lie," I say truthfully, feeling really disappointed in myself. "I just wanted to impress you, I'm sorry.” I hear him sigh and feel embarrassed. Just as I am about to say something, a red-eyed, evil clown pops out from a box, scaring the hell out of me! They don't look robotic, they look really real! They are slowly approaching us, baring their sharp, elongated fangs at us.

The girl could see his hideous smile and his fiery red eyes. Anna couldn't take her eyes off him. "Please, don't hurt me!" The clown walked over, still smiling. "Please!" Anna inched back. He could feel an aura of fear in Anna. Makes him feel even hungrier. The clown was getting closer and closer. Anna kept inching backwards. He swung the butcher knife in his hand. "Aaaaaa!" 'crash' Blood gushed from the veins in Anna's severed neck. Makes all white floors turn red.

"I thought I heard someone screaming out about clown pussy?" "Well, yeah. But-" "You have no manners.." the clown laughed. "Clowns are people too, you know." Milo could feel the irritation start to boil up inside of him again. "You have the nerve to lecture me about manners when I'm being held against my will by the circus strongman?" He paused, feeling a lump forming in his throat. "What's gonna happen to me if McGregor decides to press charges against us?"