Category : Diary/Journal
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I don't sleep sleep so I was just laying here picturing the boogeyman under my bed. Not many things scare me but for some reason I see him as taking on the form of of a clown. He is definately uncomfortable scrunched up underneath my bed with the boxes and things I have packed under there. He is getting very irritatatet so he is ready to make his move. Suddenly I have to pee. I swing my leg over and step on one of my puppies toys. (In reality it's the clowns hand.) With a large yawn I knock over a cup of water on my night stand. (Hitting the clown in the head pouring the water all over him.) I run to the bathroom as my boogeyman gets ready for another night.