In classic Urban Legend style, The Clown Statue starts off with a family hiring a new babysitter. Urban legends are always picking on babysitters. As it’s the young girl’s first time babysitting for the family, she’s unfamiliar with the house. Then, she notices they have a creepy clown statue…
Variations of this urban legend have been circulating for years, read on to see how the tale unfolds here at Unsettling Things:
Mr. and Mrs. Dunkin explained their children’s quirks and regular routine to Sandy, the new babysitter. Then, they showed her where the good snacks were hidden and scooted out the front door. Mrs. Dunkin called over her shoulder, “We’ll be in the theater the first half of the evening, so text if you need anything, Sandy.” The door banged shut. Sandy heard the lock slide securely into place. It should have felt comforting. It didn’t.
Once alone in the house with the kids, she began to feel somewhat rattled.
It’s just nerves, she thought. That’s to be expected in a new place. Right? She’d get comfortable once she got used to the house. She tried not to think too much of it and went about the routine, as instructed. Her uneasiness only grew. She couldn’t figure out what could be making her feel this way. It was like a heaviness was all around her. Sandy became certain that someone was watching her. While trying to convince herself she was being ridiculous, she noticed a life-sized clown statue. It was in the far corner of the den, somewhat obscured from view. But she could tell it was eerily lifelike, with a wide grin and glassy eyes.
She would’ve thought it was real, if not for its’ unblinking eyes and awkward, stiff posture
Sandy did her best to ignore the grotesque thing, but just couldn’t stand knowing it was in the room. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the statue was the reason why she sensed someone watching her. Maybe putting on a movie will help. She decided to text Mrs. Dunkin to ask if she could use a TV in different room. She felt silly asking but she just couldn’t take it anymore. Maybe she could at least get permission to cover the hideous thing with a blanket.
Surprised by her request, Mrs. Dunkin confirmed there was another TV she could use but there wasn’t a statue in the den. Before Sandy could process the last text, her phone started to ring in her hand. It was Mrs. Dunkin. As if fighting to stay poised herself she said, “Sandy, don’t say anything. I need you to calmly get up, gather the kids, and leave the house, immediately. Go out the back door. We don’t own a clown statue. We don’t have any statues in the house.”
Sandy felt herself grow cold all over. Her ears started ringing. She knew she had to move. She put one foot in front of the other. Suddenly she was down the hall standing in front of the kid’s bedroom. It was like someone else was operating her body. She ushered the children through the back door. Whispering to them, “We’re going out to play hide ‘n’ seek.”
By the time the Dunkins returned home police were searching the house.
A detective explained that an extremely dangerous prisoner had escaped from Eastland (a nearby prison/medical facility for the criminally insane) over a week ago. His favorite pastimes were dressing in clown attire and stalking his victims before killing them. He would often break into homes, secretly living alongside families for weeks before violently making his presence known.
Police found evidence that someone had in fact, been secretly living in their house. It appears that night, he came out of hiding to meet the new babysitter.
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