Get Chilled with These Creepy Tales

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The fear of clowns is called coulrophobia, and it plagues many people in the world.

Ginny Hardin, Staff Reporter

The Statue:
A teenager is babysitting for a family in her neighborhood. The family is wealthy and has a very large house with a ridiculous amount of rooms. The parents are going out for a late dinner and movie. The father tells the babysitter that, once the children are in bed, she should go into this specific room and watch TV because he doesn’t really want her wandering around the house.
The parents take off, and soon she gets the kids into bed and goes to the room to watch TV. She tries watching TV, but she is disturbed by a clown statue in the corner of the room. She tries to ignore it for as long as possible, but it starts freaking her out so much that she can’t handle it.
She resorts to calling the father and asks, “Hey, the kids are in bed, but is it okay if I switch rooms? This clown statue is really creeping me out.”
The father says, seriously, “Get the kids, go next door and call 911.”
She asks, “What’s going on?”
He responds, “Just go next door, and once you call the police, call me back.”
She gets the kids, goes next door and calls the police. When the police are on the way, she calls the father back and asks, “So, really, what’s going on?”
He responds, “We don’t have a clown statue.”
For the man at midnight:
To the man who comes at midnight, with skin of grey. Oh, how I wish, I wish you would go away. Every night you’re outside my window from midnight to the first light of day. Please, can you please just go away. The very sight of you frightens me, I don’t know what else can I say, only to beg you desperately that you’ll just go away. You inch closer to my window with each passing day, the opposite of what I want, which is for you to go away. Running is pointless, you always find where I stay. Oh, it fears me so that you won’t go away. So, tonight I’ve locked all my windows and gotten on my knees to pray, God, please make the man at midnight just go away.