Charlie by Joshua Martin

It was a cold night, a night where only the most bloodthirsty of horrors will come out and play. I was but a mere whore, looking for the next easy fuck. One day however, was different. There was this Man he just stood there. I thought “hey another customer.” God was I wrong. The closer I got, the more I can make out his face. He was tall, wearing a ruined clown outfit and some fucked up plaster mask. When I got closer, dear god I can still hear the whispering. I heard words like “Whore” and “Devil” suddenly flooding my mind. He stepped closer and closer, I was frozen by fear, that was when I finally came face to face with HIM.
𝓓𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭, 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓮, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓭

He spoke in many voices, I-I even heard a little girl in his voice. It was then I saw the mouth, I thought it was painted on to look like a puppet, but it was real, it opened at least a foot before biting into my arm. I felt the burning pain, I felt it’s teeth. I screamed in agony as I kicked him off me. I ran, I ran as fast as I could. I still heard those voices, when I finally got into a nearby restraint, I passed out. It was then I woke up in the hospital, some patron called an ambulance.
I told the inspector about the clown, but…….he said there was no clown or no blood….

the full interview was taken from the [DATA REDACTED] police department, all units are to be made aware of this strange clown. Earlier a circus was seen in town, with the strange clown of the same description, but disappeared the following morning.