*This is the story of May,Heather’s older sister.You can find her in my stories:”The clown and the little girl:PART TWO” and “Heather and Loraine have splendid fun!” I have a Gacha Club character design of her on my wall.Enjoy!
2016-May Cuttingham’s bedroom-Cuttingham house.
Why did May’s little sister bother her?
Couldn’t Heather do something else?
Eh,it was what it was.
“May! Did you know that the girl next door is living in the haunted house?”
“The one with the clown ghost?”
“Yep! That’s where she’s living! There are other ghosts too.She said they were all nice.”
“That’s great.Now leave me alone.”
“But I want to tell you all about the ghosts and the girl and-“
“I don’t really care.”
“May! Come over! The ghosts,they want to meet you! I told them about you.”
“They’re ghosts! They’re super cool!”
“Just leave me alone.”
“Come on,please? They’re begging to meet you.”
“I said no yesterday and I’ll say no again.”
“The clown especially!”
“I will never care.Okay?”
Heather was knocking on her door.Again.
“Please,they want to see you.”
May sighed.Why did she keep bothering her? Day in and day out,it was the same thing.
“Just stop! I’m tired of this!”
“Stop or I’ll tell Mom.”
Maybe now she could finally get some peace.
The next day,as May ate breakfast,Heather said nothing.She was silent.
Could it have to do with yesterday? Unlikely.Her sister never knew when to shut up.
Nothing.It was as if she didn’t care anymore.
When May went upstairs to her room,she could have sworn there was a clown outside.
He didn’t seem threatening.Just a silent observer.As if he wanted to watch the world and disappear at the same time.
Then he was gone.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if she visited the ghosts like Heather said.
They seemed quite interesting.
And now it was Halloween night.
Which meant only one thing.
She had to babysit Heather.
Oh,how fun it would be!
“I’m going to be a mermaid!”
“What are you going to be?”
“Nothing.I don’t care.”
“I’m not boring!”
“You won’t regret it! The ghosts will be so happy to see you!”
Heather and May arrived at Loraine’s house (that was her name) to see the supposed ghosts.
She didn’t see any so far.
Maybe it was just their imaginations.They were little girls,after all.What would they know about ghosts?
Maybe it got to her and she imagined the clown ghost.
She heard Loraine and Heather laughing.
Now she heard another girl.
Wait,who was the other one?
There was a man and a woman laughing-but wait,weren’t Loraine’s parents away?
That was the telltale sound of a clown’s laughter.
“Who is doing this?!”
“May! You fell for it! We were just joking around.”
“That’s what you get for doubting them.”