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Date: 10/23/2018

I was on holiday. It was pitch black and I’m in an unfamiliar place, with my bike. I’m peddling down this hill which takes me to some stone steps that lead to a river. I’m sitting by the river, thinking about things when I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around to see a clown dressed in blue heading towards me. He’s walking slowly which makes it even scarier. I immediately panic, grab my bike and try to get away. My bike won’t work with me so I panic and wake up. I wake up breathing fast and for about an hour I couldn’t sleep because I was convinced that there was a clown in my house or just a murderer and I was going to be killed. Every time I turned sides I closed my eyes in case there was a clown in my room.