Repost: The Clown

As I was treading along the forest I couldn’t help but notice it just standing there: A clown.

That, and it was grinning.

After nervously chuckling, I waved it goodbye.
And for some reason, I had the urge to tell somebody about this clown and his out-of-placeness.

I mean, it wasn’t even Halloween.
So when I stopped at the first house in sight, I rang the doorbell only to be welcomed by two other clowns and that same devilish grin.

Oh, hell no.

I dashed into an empty store, but everyone was gone–except the cashier who apparently was also one of them.

“How’s that makeup holding on?” he shouted.
I turned to the window to see my reflection.

But I couldn’t believe my eyes.

All this time, I too had been a clown.