3 Creepy Clown Horror Stories Animated

my name's peter and this is the most haunting memory of my life this incident happened when i was 12 years old my father had transferable jobs so we often switch houses and one time we were staying in green bay wisconsin the company gave us an old house to stay in it was morning i was helping my mom unpack our things suddenly the doorbell rang my father was at work it was just the two of us in the house i rushed to the door and opened it i saw an old woman standing on her house porch she smiled back at me and said is your mother home i called my mom and they started to chat i came to know that this old woman was our next door neighbor apparently she was also a valuable member of the town council she invited our family for the annual township parade and fireworks on the coming saturday my mom happily accepted the invitation and the old woman left that night when my dad came home my mom told him all about it even though my parents were excited to go there i on the other hand knew i would be bored being a kid is not easy and i hated every time we moved to a new area anyways we all got dressed up and left for the township annual parade the celebration took place in a huge local park sound people greeted us and the old woman got busy introducing my parents to all the council members i grabbed an ice cream from a truck nearby and sat down on a wooden bench a group of seven to eight people were marching in the entire park wearing different kinds of funky costumes everyone was having a good time the fireworks started and i got busy watching them i don't know how long i sat like that but suddenly a sound broke my concentration i heard a faint sobbing sound nearby my eyes wandered around the park for three to four seconds and that's when i saw it under a tree to my left i saw a really tall figure standing in the dark and was a man but i couldn't see his face clearly the only thing that caught my attention was his weird-looking shoes i was trying to figure out the entire situation when the tall man came out from the dark it was a man dressed in a clown costume his attire explained why he was wearing those funky shoes as i was looking at him this sense of discomfort came over me unlike other normal clowns he looked completely different tears were rolling down his eyes messing up his creepily painted face his face was extremely sad he was just standing there and watching me i don't know what it was about his stare but i couldn't move an inch i felt like someone had glued me to the bench i don't know how long i sat there but it felt like forever a man wasn't blinking he wasn't even moving he just stood there with a terrifyingly sad face and watched me suddenly a huge firework burst above my head and i got my senses back i looked up for a second and again looked at the tree but he was gone that night after coming home i didn't sleep well i even had a terrible dream in my dream i saw myself standing alone in that park the park was empty and awfully quiet and there wasn't any sound around me but all of a sudden i heard a sobbing sound i turned over her and saw the sad clown standing near the park blocking my way and was whispering uncomfortably after whimpering like that for a while the clown finally said i want to smile can you put a smile on my face he then took out a shiny knife from his pocket and started to cut his mouth to a great smile i could hear the sound of flush tearing the more he cut himself the louder his whimpering grew he turned back to run and fell on the ground that's when i woke up in my bed covered in sweat i didn't tell my parents about this because i already knew they wouldn't believe me a few days went by and i almost forgot about this clown i went to my local school i met a girl named sarah who lived close to my house she was kind to me the very first day and we became good friends in no time sarah and i often walked home together after school one day we were walking down the road when she started talking about the history of the town she talked about the annual parade thing and that's when that scary clown flashed in my memory i said in a hesitant voice um yeah i was there that night but the clown of the parade seemed really weird to me sarah looked at me with surprised eyes and said what clown i replied well there was this clown that irritated me by making a sad face and then suddenly disappeared sarah didn't let me finish she said are you sure it was a clown i nodded my head yeah everyone knows what a clown looks like sarah said in a low but serious voice we're in green bay wisconsin we don't have clowns anymore it's kind of forbidden here everyone believes clowns to be a bad omen after 2016. i said in a confused voice what happened in 2016 sarah told me how criminals terrified this area dressed in clown costumes and how people were scared to go out everyone's life turned miserable due to these killer clowns until cops got them and even shot some of them all to put a stop to it sarah also said that the town people believe that the spirits of those dead clowns still haunt the area the sun was about to set and the sky turned dark we realized it was getting late and there was no one in the streets sarah waved me goodbye and then went towards her house on the right though my house was still a 10 minute walk away i started to walk faster as their story spooked me a bit the memory of that terrifying dream again grabbed my mind i have no shame in saying that i was insanely scared in that moment i decided to take the shortcut through the park the park was completely empty and i began walking through it after taking a few steps a sense of fear grabbed my heart and i felt as if someone was watching me looking back over my shoulder i saw the most spine chilling sight that sad clown from my dream was standing at the entrance of the park even though there was darkness around i could still see his terrifying face i tried to tell myself it was all just in my imagination and i turned and started to walk even faster but suddenly a rapid sound of footsteps started to appear behind me as i looked behind me in reaction i saw the clown running towards me at full speed his arms were widely stretched his face was dripping with tears of blood the way he was staring at me freaked me out for a moment i thought if he caught me he would kill me without any hesitation i screamed at the top of my lungs and started to run towards my house i didn't look back i didn't stop i just kept running for my life i don't remember exactly what happened in the end my mom told me lied down on the door on my screen she opened the door she found me unconscious on her porch a high fever took over and i got bedridden for a week my mom told me i often mummed in my sleep about if someone caught me that i get killed my mom still doesn't know what exactly happened to her son that day my dad changed his job and we took a house near our grandparents i never went back to that town and since then i stayed the hell away from clowns sometimes i even get nightmares of seeing myself running on an empty road even though no one's chasing me and all of a sudden that sad clown would appear in front of me [Music] this incident has made my life miserable for the last 10 years i haven't seen anyone in my family i was five years old and about to turn six i never met my father my mom told me he left her at a very young age i was raised by mostly just my mother and my grandma many people cherish childhood memories but i cursed mine we weren't rich but i came from a financially stable household i was a shy kid which made me an easy target to bullies my only friend amanda always watched my back it was before my 10th birthday and my mom came to pick me up from school as we got in the car she asked me so you're turning 10 tomorrow how about a themed birthday party i smiled and said what theme mom she replied well we're gonna put up decorations in the backyard and order your favorite strawberry cake you can invite your friends it'll be fine jeremy i got excited about hearing the plans my mom made after coming home my mom and grandma started with the birthday arrangements i called amanda and invited her my mom phoned her neighbors and invited them to the party tomorrow with a big smile on my face i went to bed that night the next morning my mom woke me up i got so many presents by afternoon our backyard was flooding with cheerful kids and their parents there were balloons everywhere amanda and i were playing when a kid from our neighborhood said in a loud voice look there's a clown here i looked over and sure enough i saw a man dressed in a clown costume standing in the distance his red colored hair and funky clothes made him look funny he had a big red smile on his white painted face his eyes were big and shiny he said in a squeaky voice so where's the birthday boy amanda said jeremy's here my clown suddenly looked at me and our eyes met he smiled even bigger than before and walked towards me in a very weird way he leaned in towards my face and i got a bit creeped out he said in the same voice so jeremy you're a big boy now i have a special gift for you and then laughed i wasn't happy to see this guy at my birthday but i guess clowns are common at birthday parties so i didn't think too much about it if i'm being honest i had no fear of clowns whatsoever but this guy gave me some really weird vibes i said in a hesitated tone um what gift he put his hand inside his pocket and took out a wooden box as i opened the box i saw a set of colored pencils it was a generous gift and i thanked the clown the clown laughed again and said i guess we're friends now jeremy i stood there silently with an uncomfortable face i didn't know what to say that's when my mom came in and patted my back saying it was time to cut the cake the clown looked at my mom and his face changed it was clear he didn't like the interruption anyways everyone gathered around the cake placed on the wooden table ten candles were lit on the cake as i lifted the knife to cut it the clown said make a wish first jeremy i'm sure it'll come true i blew the candles and honestly didn't wish for anything the birthday party was going well nikon was interacting with other kids but whenever i looked at him he looked back at me and smiled i was sitting on the swing and having my cake when marco came to me now marco was a bully at my school we studied in the same class and unfortunately lived in the same neighborhood too he was often really mean to me i didn't want any trouble that day so i sat quietly marco started to tease me saying how boring the party was i didn't react but suddenly he said maybe if you had a dad your party would have been more fun and started to laugh at me i felt very insulted by this remark so i said in an angry voice well you can leave then no one wants you here marco marco's face turned all red and he pushed me off the swing it was a low swing so i didn't get hurt but my cake fell on the ground my parents came to stop the fight and his mother apologized for his behavior my mom shrugged it off saying things like this often happen in kids i got really angry and went to my room my mom kept calling me to come back but i sat near my bedroom window trying to cool off the anger i could see the entire backyard from my room window and that's when i noticed something marco was playing with a bunch of kids from our school the clown was standing close to him as he ran toward a kid to catch him i saw the clown push him suddenly marco fell to the ground tumbling over a small rock and broke his chin her tooth fell to the ground and he started crying in pain i saw it all clearly from my bedroom window it all happened so fast that everyone thought it was just an accident i could clearly see the clown intentionally pushing him his parents left the party to take him to the hospital the clown looked up at my bedroom window and smiled it felt as if he did that to punish marco on my behalf at that moment i was angry and just a kid so i felt marco deserved it i went downstairs and saw the kids leaving my mom was busy talking to the parents of the other kids about the accident i was standing on her house porch alone suddenly i turned to my left and my heart skipped a beat so clown came near me and stood beside me silently i got scared of seeing him but he leaned in towards my face and said i'm your friend jeremy this will be our little secret i realized he now knows that i saw him pushing marco and that's when my mom called me to take my gifts inside i walked towards my mom but as i looked back i saw the clown was nowhere my mom was just as confused she said where did the clown guy go i couldn't even pay him two to three days later i went to the park with amanda we were playing near the jungle gym when i heard a voice close to my back hello jeremy you remember me i saw the same clown standing behind me with this creepy smile amanda said hey you came to jeremy's birthday party clown smiled back and said yeah and now i came to see you guys again he gave us candies and said how's your friend marco i looked at amanda and said in a fumbling voice he's uh he's fine now the clown seemed interested in spending time with us but suddenly my mom rushed towards us why don't you leave these kids alone huh i know what you did to poor marco jeremy told me you pushed him listen you freak if you don't leave now i'm gonna call the cops on you the clown took a few steps back i saw his joyful smile change into a mean evil grin he then looked at me and said don't be afraid jeremy i will always be your friend he then walked away silently i knew my mom was pissed at him and in the back of my mind something told me he wasn't going to sleep on the insult the day was the 10th of march yeah i'll never forget this date i came home from school amanda and i often walked home together when we arrived at my house i waved to her goodbye and walked towards my house porch i twisted the doorknob and got inside usually my mom watched tv whenever she was home taking a day off but that day the entire ambience of the house was awfully quiet i said mom i'm home but no reply came i said again mom where are you i'm hungry still no reply a shiver ran down my spine a feeling surrounded me telling something was not right with our house i slowly walked towards the kitchen and what i saw made my skin crawl in fear the clown was sitting on the kitchen floor in front of a small pool of blood he smiled at me and said welcome home jeremy you want to see something funny he then dipped his hand in the blood while his finger dripped the blood on the floor the guy started to literally lick them i screamed at the top of my lungs and the clown started to laugh this hysterical laughter echoed in the empty house i said now crying at this point where is my mom what did you do to her the clown got up and said in an angry vengeful voice your mom she's not your mom she kept you away from me all these years i'm your dad jeremy you're my son the clown then went behind the kitchen table and started to drag something i was out of words completely shocked by what was happening with my life but the ultimate horror flashed in front of my eyes as the clown dragged my mom's body and slit her throat she was lying on the ground lifeless covered with blood the clown then looked at me and laughed i screamed even louder this time as i couldn't believe my eyes people in our neighborhood gathered in front of my house the clown didn't even try to run away he just stood there watching my dead mom with his psychotic face the cops came and arrested him i came to know he was indeed my actual dad but he was in prison for some serious criminal charges which is why my mom kept me away from him all these years he got bailed before my birthday and came to get his son back i was standing close to my grandma we were in tears when the paramedics took my mom's body away the neighborhood was watching with scared eyes when the cops took the clown away before getting into the car he looked back at me and said remember jeremy i'll always be your friend i feel i'm absolutely lost now i don't make new friends and i don't even see my close ones i don't know whether the clown slash my dad received capital punishment for murdering my mother but i'm already enough messed up and troubled to ask anyone about it my grandma sent me away to boarding school to keep me away from all this and since then i've been running away from my past my grandma had an obsession with dolls the obsession went to such a level that she basically turned the house into a doll museum she collected dolls from anywhere and i mean literally anywhere one time i went to the grocery store with my grandma we were coming home and on our way my grandma saw a broken doll laying on the roadside she picked it up and brought it home so yeah i grew up amidst a lot of dolls and not all of them were nice my grandpa was popular as a ventriloquist at a young age i think that's how grandma's liking towards dolls came in the picture my father worked in the navy and my mom passed away when i was 5 years old my grandparents took care of me i only saw my dad once or twice a year during the holidays not having a mother did upset me at first but my grandma showered me with all her love i got used to living around the dolls until one day my grandpa received a package from his old friend as he unwrapped the foil we discovered a mid-sized clown doll lying inside a wooden box now i've seen a lot of dolls but this one in particular creeped me out maybe because of how big it was it was almost the size of a toddler the more closely i looked at its face the more chilling vibes it gave me my grandpa said that he had a friend named marco who was a ventriloquist with him and this was his dummy having a clown doll as a ventriloquist dummy seemed really odd there was a letter inside the package my grandpa opened the letter and read it out loud dear samuel if you're reading this letter then i am no longer in this world you've been a good friend to me even though we hardly met each other for the last couple of years i'm leaving willie at your responsibility you know he can get cranky if he's not treated right all you need to do is treat him as your own family member include him in your meals and always make him sleep inside his box don't put him elsewhere he doesn't like changes i only trust you with them your dear friend marco my grandma said in a surprise voice that's a lot of caution for a simple doll grandpa laughed and said well you haven't seen marco with willy in those days he treated willy like his own son he even told me once that willy cried all night because marco forgot to kiss him good night to me all these stories didn't feel adorable but rather i was spooked to see this new addition into our doll collection but with more passing days i started to realize there's something really wrong with the clown doll my grandparents surprisingly started to treat willy like an actual family member maybe they felt bad for marco i was already annoyed with the presence of this doll so i stayed away from it as far as possible one night we sat for dinner i was about to start eating when my grandma said cassie please bring willy for dinner i was reluctant but to avoid further discussion about the stupid doll i got up and brought willie there was something about the eyes and the smile of the clown that made me feel like there was an actual person living under it i mean its expression felt so lively and equally creepy after finishing dinner i was about to go to bed my grandpa took willy and put him in his box my room was right next to the doll room i was sleeping when a sudden sound of footsteps woke me up at first i thought i imagined it but within a few seconds i felt someone was standing right outside my door and watching me i immediately got up in fear and switched on the light i clearly remember shutting my door before going to bed when i found the door wide open the next morning at breakfast i asked my grandpa if he had come to my room last night but he said he didn't and neither did grandma this wasn't the only incident that started to grow a sense of fear in me a few days later i was watching tv in the living room alone the doll was perfectly visible from where i was unfortunately my grandpa kept the clown door right in front of my room entrance my eyes were often going to the doll in the room i was feeling very irritated because it seemed like the clown was watching me with its wide eyes at some point my level of patience gave in and i got up i grabbed a white sheet from the rack and covered the doll with it i came back to my spot and started to watch the tv peacefully 15 to 20 minutes passed by without incident but suddenly i heard a coughing sound i thought it was my grandma so the first few seconds i didn't react but with time the coughing sound intensified as if someone was unable to breathe my grandpa rushed downstairs thinking something had happened to me after discovering me all fine he got shocked too i'm trying to figure out where the sound was coming from my eyes went to the doll room i don't know if you'll believe me or not but the white cloth that i used to cover up willy was drenched in blood stains stains as if someone coughed blood into it my grandpa and i rushed over and lifted up the cover there were drops of blood on willy's lips needless to say we were completely terrified of what just happened my grandpa said did you cover him cassie i replied i mean yeah i was watching tv and his eyes were creeping me out i mean it's just a doll right my grandpa said in a confused voice this is really weird how come there's blood on his lips no one could come to a rational explanation about the incident but since that day i became sure that this doll is no doubt haunted i couldn't say that's my grandparents though as they were in confusion about what to believe but what happened that night was enough to traumatize me for life after dinner i came to my room and lied down i couldn't shake off the thought the coughing sound was made by none other than willy it made me terrified to think that i actually made it difficult for him to breathe which is why he started to cough blood to drive our attention but can a simple doll do all this this question was driving me crazy i don't really remember when i dozed off but a bizarre sensation woke me up i felt someone was breathing on my face as i opened my sleepy eyes it took me a few seconds to adjust to the sight but as soon as it did my heart dropped to my throat the clown willy was standing right next to my bed and breathing on my face his eyes were so close to mine that i couldn't tell if it was real or just a dream that's when i saw his eyes turning blood red his face was filled with anger as if he wanted me dead i tried to scream but he placed his cold bony finger on my lips and said in a squeaky spine chilling voice a quiet cassie then took a few steps back and smiled showing his big yellow teeth before i could guess what was about to happen willie floated in the air and then jumped on me i couldn't take it anymore and screamed at the top of my lungs and hid the doll with my bed lamp the doll fell on the floor making a loud thud my grandparents came running and found me sobbing sitting on my bed while willy was lying on the floor i knew it wasn't a dream and i knew i couldn't stay with this doll anymore my grandpa switched on the lights i told him what exactly happened he then walked towards the doll and picked it up but who knew the actual horror was yet to be unfolded as he took a close look over willy's face he said what is this looks like there's something underneath this doll then sat down on the chair nearby my grandma and i stood quietly with scared eyes the strike of the lamp willie's forehead got cracked in the left side corner my grandpa started to take out the fiber coating after some time we discovered a terrible truth there was a small weary skeleton lying under the doll there were remains of a dead human being inside the doll my grandpa went to the cops with the doll the cops found out that marco had a son but his son passed away with black fever but to keep his son with him forever marco stuffed his son's skeleton inside the clown doll the cops burnt the doll and since then my grandparents stopped bringing any dolls into our house you

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Length: 26min 0sec (1560 seconds)

Published: Mon Mar 15 2021