Clown in my Preschool

Date: 4/3/2019

I keep having this recurring dream of this horrible clown who haunts people in their dreams for days before he kills them, and the only way to stop it is to find his house and kill him first. I always fail, we always die. this time I was at work when it started (I'm a preschool teacher.) i was just hanging out during nap when one of the toddlers started screaming. I didn't know what was wrong. but she woukdnt stop. she was awake by now, and she was terrified and couldn't stop shaking. she can't really talk though, so I couldn't figure out what she was afraid of. then, it happened to one of my kids. he started screaming and I ran to him and he just said "clown!! clown!!" and would not stop wailing. I was starting to figure it out by now and I was petrified. another one of my kids started screaming, "he's gonna kill us!!" she screamed. I was looking around, panicking, trying to figure out what the hell I'm supposed to do, when the most heartbreaking thing happened. my favorite kid, this just ball-of-sunshine, just wants to help and get lots of hugs and play, sweet little boy starts crying in this sleep. just a soft cry at first, and then a loud, terrified wail. he ran to me and wouldn't leave my arms, he couldn't even talk. but I knew what was wrong. I was crying now, trying to calm him down, but I was shaking. these kids are my life. and they are just innocent children. I will NOT let anything happen to them. I tried to get any of my coworkers to help, but they all avoided my eyes. I think they had seen him too. I overheard someone saying that one of the babies had seen him, and it was another kid that I adored with all my heart. I tried calling my mom, (I live an hour away from my work) but I got no response. eventually a friend of mine from high school showed up and was willing to help. we had to keep all the kids inside so we could watch them, and so that they wouldn't spread it. for days we tried to find him, to stop him, but it just kept spreading. I finally got ahold of my mom, and she laughed and said she isn't going to drive for an hour to get me anymore and I'm stuck. so I was alone, except for this one random old friend. I was so scared, we all were. but I knew I didn't get to give into that fear this time. all of these children were depending on us, and I had to protect them. after days of searching, we finally found his home. an old, decrepit shack in the middle of a field of wheat. we knew he wasn't home, it was naptime at work, so he was presumably terrifying children. we snuck in, talking about the possibility of poisoning him, or stabbing him if we have to. we decided to try poison. we slipped some into his cup of water and began to set up some other traps for him. suddenly, a huge shadow fell upon the door. he was home. terrified, we both scrambled into different closets, trying desperately to hide. mine wouldn't close all the way, I knew he was going to find me. he was humming Walking On Sunshine as he walked around the shack, looking suspicious. *WHAM* he flung the door to my closet open and grabbed me by my shirt. I screamed while he laughed in my face, putrid spittle flying into my eyes and nose. he brought me back to my work, and he hung me from the rooftop as a warning. and as I lay there dying, all I could think was that I failed. all these kids were going to die, and my family was an hour away, unwilling to answer my calls.