I am a 40+ woman and I admit I am scared of clowns! This humorous disclosure comes after getting a wonderful laugh from another blogger buddy's post yesturday. Check out Orange Sinks blog to see the Ugly Man in her basement. Just looking at his picture creeped me out. He and I could NEVER share a living space. So this reminded me of my "Clown Thing".
Seriously, tell me these guys aren't disturbing?? And then there is CHUCKIE! Need I say anymore......
I'm not sure when it happened or how, but its never gone away. My favorite Auntie knew a lady who made handmade dolls, so every special occaision she had one made for me. They were absolutely lovely. All hand-made and stitched. Each face had a unique expression carefully stitched and shaded. True works of art. A special shelve was built in my room where they all were proudly displayed. AND THEN IT HAPPENED - it was inevitable - one year I excitedly ripped open the box and there it was................. a freakin clown!!!!!!
How was I ever going to sleep with that thing in my room?? I tried hiding it, thinking nobody would notice but that didn't work. The shelf "accidentally" broke and fell down once (not sure how that happened hahahaha). But much to my dismay, it was repaired the next day. I was convinced that HE would come to life in the night and choke me or something! My solution was to pile all the blankets up in a wall around my face. My theory was - if I couldn't see him, maybe he couldn't see me!
Well, I am not quite as crazed now, as I was as a child but I still try to avoid them as much as possible. But seriously, who doesn't believe that those ventriloquist dummies really come to life after the man puts them away in the box???