IT2:The Children's Revenge
Chapter:3
(Note:I have no Prejugdeices and any word that might be a racial sler in any of my stories is purely the character talking and not me,sorry if anything upsets you but please do not take it personal)
MIKE
See MIkey
See Mikey run
Run Mikey run
See Big Birdy
See Big Birdy chase Mikey
Chase Birdy chase
Mike Hanlon wakes up as he had most nights since the new string of horrific events took place
He wook up sweating
sweating and needing very baddly to breath.
As if he had asthma
Had I once known a guy with asthma as a kid?
He sometimes pondered that after he calmed down abit
He could never reach an answer though.
He sat,listening to his own heavy breathing mixed with the rain drumming against his window.
Hr looked over his shoulder and watched his girlfriend,Silvia,silently sleeping.
Her breathing was a soft whisper that was inaudible to Mike.
He reaches for the alarm clock on the night stand and his hand knocked into the mess on the surface of the table.
A can of shaving cream hit the floor with a loud smack and rolled across the floor until it hit the leg of the bed with a click.
A small glass,still containing Mike's midnight drink,fell to the floor and shattered.
The alarm clock fell and hung tightly by its wire,over the edge of the night table.
Silvia turned in her sleep.
Mike Reached for the alarm clock and turned it to face him.
He let out a disappointed sigh.
He wished it were 4 maybe 5 but it was 3:34.
Which means he woke up at about 3:30.
Just like ever other time he had this dream
The dream with the bird
The bird that just before he consumes Mike.....changes into a giant clown
The clown is always as clear as the bird.
A very sharp image.
Painted face,pale white.
The wide painted smile was crimsom.
Blood red.
The eyes of the clown would flicker from color to color at times they were a dull blue but....
The instant the clown's large,sharp teeth cut thru Mike's torso they would change
They would glow with a silver color,They reminded Mike of Silver Dollars being caugt in the light of the sun.
And after the clown ate him he would always rub his stomach.
He would rub it and pat his head then proclaim.
"Niggers always taste better that 4 eyes but stutters and cunts taste the best!"
The he would grin.
A wide haunting grin that made the red painted smile grow large as if it too were hungery.
Then the clown would say.
"Have a good float Mikey,have a good float."
Then it would be 3:30.
And Mike would wake up with a shortage of breath and think:
"Had I once known a guy with asthma as a kid?"
Mike pressed his index finger on his right temple.
He tried to think clearly.
He was in Florida.
He had moved out of Derry shortly after.....shortly after...after what?
The phone rang.
Mike wasnt going to answer.
Until He was told to by the inner him
The inner him that always knew the best thing to do.
The inner him that was always right.
He stood up,careful not to step on the glass.
His feet made small splashing sounds as he steeped into the liquid that was running along the nicely polished hardwood floor.
He grabbed the phone on the 4th ring and took a short glance at Silvia.
Still asleep.
"Hello and do you know what time it is?"
"I dont even know what time it is here Mikey"
"Who is this?"
"Its Bill....do you remember?"
Do you remember?
The question hung in the air and then Mike did.
He did Remember.
Bill tasted better than Niggers and 4 eyes.
"Stu....Big Bill?"
Bill grinned but of course Mike couldnt see that.
But had he felt it?
He thinks maybe he had.
"Yea its muh muh me"
"No need for a stuttering example"Mike laughed
"Cant heh-heh help it"
"Why not?"
"Because....Eh Eh ITs back"
"IT?"
What could that possibly mea......oh no....NO
"Bill we.....You Killed It remember?"
"We beleive it might be It's childrem....remember....ITs a she"
Children......?
Didnt bob....brent....brad....BEN killed all them?
"Didnt Ben kill them?"
"We thought so....."
"No Bill you have to be wrong!"
"We are going to meet at my place....please come...theres so much wrong this time....its worse"
"NO shit its worse its always worse"
"Just come ok?Just be here we have to be there.....for each other.like always."
Mike stole another glance at his love and wondered if he made love to her right now would she wake up?
"Like always Big Bill ill see you tomorrow."
"Ill see you tomorrow,do you have my address?"
"No but im sure Ill remember."
"Right....we always do"
They said goodbye and hung up.
Mike walked over to the bed and....
C-R-U-N-C-H
A blinding flash of white pain ran of his left leg as he steped on a shard of glass.
"MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE SON OF A BITCH!!!!"
He grabbed his foot and sat on the bed hard,making Silvia bounce twice.
The shard was big and Mike picked it out.
The blood ran down his foot and unto the pant leg of his panjama bottoms which his leg was propped on.
He went into the bathroom,bandaged his foot,cleaned the mess and was about to lay down when he decided to check the blood stain on his right pant leg.
He looked down and for a second didnt see it but then.....then it was clear.
In large blood red,real blood red,drippy letters he read:
IT
Mike knew then that it was all true but a sick thought crossed his mind as he settled back into bed.
"Im no where near Derry"
He lay in bed and rolled over pondering that thought just as he heard a voice.
"You say something Mike?"
She had finally waken up.
Derry
After the Terrible tradgedy that occured in Derry two years before,The city council had to decide on wheter or not to rebuild the city.
By this time everyone in Derry had moved out.
No one wanted to live there any longer so the council decided that rebuilding a city that noome wanted to be in was a major mistake.
And a waste of money.
So the city council took a month to record all happening in Derry,Had Derry fixed up enough so that it was no longer one big Hazard and left.
Derry is now mostly dirt.
Most of the concrete was removed and just about all of the buildings too.
All of the debris were cleaned away.
Case closed.
For Derry's former city council anyway.
Derry was now going to be a large trash bin.
Any city in Maine would be able to dump there trash in Derry
The largest dumpster.
What about the sewers?
A construction worker had asked Al Warner of the city council
Yes what about the sewers?
Leave them be was his reply
Why?Did Al personally enjoy sewers?
Or was he told to say that?
Perhaps by his inner him.
So the sewers of Derry were left the way they were.
Which wasnt tip top condition.
The Barrens had been baddly bruised by the events but were really the only thing in Derry,Besides the sewers,that wasa untouched by construction,or deconstruction and looked fairly much the way it always did.
"You sure its ok in here Gloria?"
Gloria Harrison looked back at her friend,Kevin Meterson.
"Yes"She said bluntly"Now stop being a baby."
Kevin was a pretty chunky kid and not very popular.
He had just moved to a town near Derry and his only friend was Gloria,whom he thinks only likes him because he does what she wants him to.
Today,Gloria wanted to ride bikes.
She just left out the part about going to Derry and going into the large grassy area that was there.
Gloria had seen this while being driven home by her dad,who is divorced from her mother who has costody of her.
Gloria's dad has weekends with her.
Gloria loves her dad but hates when he drinks and neither does her mother.
Hence the divorce.
He never drank on the weekends,that was his time with his botton.
He will drink every weekend from here on though
Until his car accident in 3 months.
He will drink himself silly.
seven days a week.
Gloria had seen the Very leafy area on her way home and then and there decided it was a great place to play.
The next day she dragged Kevin with her since they had no school.
And here they were.
Crawling,nearly rolling down a steep hill filled with trigs and other object jutting out from the ground.
They reached the end of the hill and staggered onto their feet.
Gloria looked around and saw the sunlight peek thru the tress.
A word came to her mind and she whispered it under her breathe for no reason.
"Barrens"
"You say something Gloria?"
"No...C'mon Kev lets go check this place out!"
And they did,for an hour they climbed high trees,hid in the grassey areas,and ran around wildly just for fun.
Then they came across a white object leaning on a tree.
Gloria noticed it first and shouted to Kevin to come with her.
As they got closer it was clear that it was a refridgerater.
Gloria got to it first.
In the center of it,in black marker it read:
Paterick H.
Gloria guessed that this Paterick H. person had written his name on the thing as if to claim ownership.
Gloria was ready to trespass.
Kevin was beside her now and Gloria's hand grabbed the edge of the door.
The door handle had been torn off.
She tugged and it poped open.
Kevin said"" maybe we shouldnt....."
"Shouldent what?Open the 'fridge?opps too late."
She peered inside.
There were tan streaks on the back wall that looked like something might have been written there at some point but faded away.
Kevin looked in too,but his eyes didnt meet the back,they were looking at the floor of the refridgerator.
Kevin turned away and threw up.
"EWW sick Kev thats disgusting"
"look"She said,his voice was a choking whisper as he pointed to the floor of the fridge.
Gloria looked down and her eyes widened as she saw the dead animals.
A bird,A cat,and a poor little puppy.
Their eyes were bulging and their bodies rotting fast.
The smell was poignant and awful.
Gloria was about to close the door when she heard a bark.
she looked around to look for the dog.
She heard it again and knew then where it came from.
she looked down at the fridge and saw that the puppy had gotten on his feet.
His eye still bulged the other,popped, was oozing a dark liquid that had dried on the puppies light fur.
Most of the fur had shedded and the puppy's body was thin and there was a hole in its left side.
Maggots crawled in and out of the dark hole.
Gloria let out a choked gasp and staggered back.
Then the cat got up.
Its black fur was almost all gone and its huge yellow eyes shimmered in the nearly blocked sunlight.
"No...."
Kevin got up and saw why she was backing up.
He screamed and fell back.
The bird had gotten up now too.
Its swollen eyes,also shining bright.
Kevin crawled over to Gloria and stummled to his feet.
He had only stood for a second when the bird flew out from its grave and slammed its self hard into kevin's eye.
Kevin felt his eye cave in and fall back in its socket.
He screamed a high pitched yell as blood ozzed out from the hole.
The bird fluttered its dead wings and pulled itself from Kevin's socket.
It had parts of Kevin in its beak and choped on it eagerly.
Gloria shrieked from the sight.
She was about to ask Kevin if he was alright when she realized 'Hell no hes not alright hes missing an eyes and im next if i cant get away NOW!"
Kevin Meterson,12 years old, slumped to his knees.
He held his hands to his eye,or where his eye used to be.
Blood seeped thru the cracks of his fingers and splashed to the dirt ground.
The groud slowly absorbed his blood as if it were drinking it.
Then vines pushed themselves up from the Earth and pulled Kevin under.
Kevin screamed until his mouth was filled with dirt.
Even then Gloria could hear his muffled screams of horror and pain.
But after seeing the vines pop out,she couldnt look back.
She held her head down and ran.
Ran for her life as the tears of fear ran down her face.
She bumbed into something and bounced back on her butt.
She looked up and saw a clown.
The clown had a jolly smile on his lips.
But the painted red lips showed a large frown.
A blue tear was pained under his left eye,but both eyes sparkled with joy.
They reminded her of silver coins.
His silver clown costume had orange pompom buttons and large clowny shoes.
She was about to warn him about the rampaging dead animals when she saw the dead bird land obediently on his shoulder.
The puppy stood beside his master and sat down like a perfectly trained gaurd dog.
The Cat appeared suddely on the clown's other shoulder and laid down there.
Gloria cried as she realized she was alone.
Completly alone with evil
With IT
And suddely she thought of his name as IT
then Pennywise.
After a second she couldnt distinguish between the two words as if they both sounded the same and had the same meaning.
She noticed the clown was holding baloons.
Blue,red and yellow ones.
In black each one said:
Kevin floats
And in white under it is says:
And you float too
Gloria's tears were hot and they streaked her face as they rolled down.
"Why are you crying Gloria?"
How did the clown know my name?
Why are dead animal coming to life?
Why did i ever come here???
"Because(sob)Because your going to kill me"
She cried a fresh batch of tears after telling the clown the awful truth.
"AWWW now who told you that?"
"Huh.....but....your bird...he...he killed my friend and..."
"Who?Stan?Stan would never kill anyone wouldja Stan the man?
He scratched the bird's dead head with his index finger of his free hand.
"No really!Come see!"
Then she remembered that Kevin was no longer there.
He was Eaten by the barrens.
"My name is Bob gray but you can call me Pennywise.Everyone calls me that."
The clown said in a goofy voice.
Gloria wiped her eyes.
"Hey Gloria would you like a baloon?"
"No...I should get home"
"But the they float!They all float Gloria!"
He started to sound angry.
"Please-"
He cut her off
"They all float!Kevin Floats too and so does the jew and the pansey!They all float and soon you will float too Gloria!Soon you will float too"
As if summoned,his three pets attacked.
The bird whizzed past Gloria's cheek,slicing it open with its beak.
Gloria felt her blood run from her body.
The dog ran up to her and began to claw at her.
His claws were surprizingly sharp.
The puppy cut threw her shirt and cut deep into her developing breasts.
He cut her stomach open and Gloria shriked in pain and cried hard and long.
The cat ran up and bit her neck,tearing thru it and the blood gushed out in a waterfall.
Thats when Gloria blacked out.
seconds later Gloria died.
Gloria's dad,Bart,received the news about his daughter 3 days later.
He cried for hours
stayed sober until after the funeral a week later and then went downhill,drinking everyday.
He lost his job and his new girlfriend.
The younger woman he always dreamed of.
But he didnt love her like he loved his ex-wife,Mary,No....no woman could replace Mary.
And as he was drunk and driving home from the bar,spending almost all he left on booze,he told her he loved her.
Over and over and over and...
BEEP BEEP
The truck swerved to dodge Bart as he accidently left his lane,but it was too late.
Bart crashed into the front of the Truck and his head smashed into the windsheild.
If he were wearing a seat belt he might not have died.
But he wasnt.
His head went thru the windsheild and his neck landed on a jagged shard of glass.
His last words were:"I love you Mar-"
Mary heard about this the next day and cried herself to sleep.
She loved her drunk of an ex-husband and she loved their little girl.
she had planned on taking him back sometime in the furture.
she wanted so baddly for them all to be together.
Now they were both gone.
She woke up at 3:30,tears running down her face.
she went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.
Black streaks ran down her face from crying and her hair was a brown mess.
She opened the cabinent under the sink.
She took out a few things.
And a cup.
She was thristy.
And Draino mixed with Mr.Clean sounded good right about now.
She mixed the two together and stared at the liquid.
She almost DIDNT.....but she did.
She gulped it down.
Then she took another glass of each with out mixing.
Tasted awful.
And the after taste was worse.
she felt tired and went back to bed.
She plopped down on her queen sized bed.
She thought of the first time she and Bart made love.
She thought of their first year with Gloria.
She thought of death
And died.
Chapter:3
(Note:I have no Prejugdeices and any word that might be a racial sler in any of my stories is purely the character talking and not me,sorry if anything upsets you but please do not take it personal)
MIKE
See MIkey
See Mikey run
Run Mikey run
See Big Birdy
See Big Birdy chase Mikey
Chase Birdy chase
Mike Hanlon wakes up as he had most nights since the new string of horrific events took place
He wook up sweating
sweating and needing very baddly to breath.
As if he had asthma
Had I once known a guy with asthma as a kid?
He sometimes pondered that after he calmed down abit
He could never reach an answer though.
He sat,listening to his own heavy breathing mixed with the rain drumming against his window.
Hr looked over his shoulder and watched his girlfriend,Silvia,silently sleeping.
Her breathing was a soft whisper that was inaudible to Mike.
He reaches for the alarm clock on the night stand and his hand knocked into the mess on the surface of the table.
A can of shaving cream hit the floor with a loud smack and rolled across the floor until it hit the leg of the bed with a click.
A small glass,still containing Mike's midnight drink,fell to the floor and shattered.
The alarm clock fell and hung tightly by its wire,over the edge of the night table.
Silvia turned in her sleep.
Mike Reached for the alarm clock and turned it to face him.
He let out a disappointed sigh.
He wished it were 4 maybe 5 but it was 3:34.
Which means he woke up at about 3:30.
Just like ever other time he had this dream
The dream with the bird
The bird that just before he consumes Mike.....changes into a giant clown
The clown is always as clear as the bird.
A very sharp image.
Painted face,pale white.
The wide painted smile was crimsom.
Blood red.
The eyes of the clown would flicker from color to color at times they were a dull blue but....
The instant the clown's large,sharp teeth cut thru Mike's torso they would change
They would glow with a silver color,They reminded Mike of Silver Dollars being caugt in the light of the sun.
And after the clown ate him he would always rub his stomach.
He would rub it and pat his head then proclaim.
"Niggers always taste better that 4 eyes but stutters and cunts taste the best!"
The he would grin.
A wide haunting grin that made the red painted smile grow large as if it too were hungery.
Then the clown would say.
"Have a good float Mikey,have a good float."
Then it would be 3:30.
And Mike would wake up with a shortage of breath and think:
"Had I once known a guy with asthma as a kid?"
Mike pressed his index finger on his right temple.
He tried to think clearly.
He was in Florida.
He had moved out of Derry shortly after.....shortly after...after what?
The phone rang.
Mike wasnt going to answer.
Until He was told to by the inner him
The inner him that always knew the best thing to do.
The inner him that was always right.
He stood up,careful not to step on the glass.
His feet made small splashing sounds as he steeped into the liquid that was running along the nicely polished hardwood floor.
He grabbed the phone on the 4th ring and took a short glance at Silvia.
Still asleep.
"Hello and do you know what time it is?"
"I dont even know what time it is here Mikey"
"Who is this?"
"Its Bill....do you remember?"
Do you remember?
The question hung in the air and then Mike did.
He did Remember.
Bill tasted better than Niggers and 4 eyes.
"Stu....Big Bill?"
Bill grinned but of course Mike couldnt see that.
But had he felt it?
He thinks maybe he had.
"Yea its muh muh me"
"No need for a stuttering example"Mike laughed
"Cant heh-heh help it"
"Why not?"
"Because....Eh Eh ITs back"
"IT?"
What could that possibly mea......oh no....NO
"Bill we.....You Killed It remember?"
"We beleive it might be It's childrem....remember....ITs a she"
Children......?
Didnt bob....brent....brad....BEN killed all them?
"Didnt Ben kill them?"
"We thought so....."
"No Bill you have to be wrong!"
"We are going to meet at my place....please come...theres so much wrong this time....its worse"
"NO shit its worse its always worse"
"Just come ok?Just be here we have to be there.....for each other.like always."
Mike stole another glance at his love and wondered if he made love to her right now would she wake up?
"Like always Big Bill ill see you tomorrow."
"Ill see you tomorrow,do you have my address?"
"No but im sure Ill remember."
"Right....we always do"
They said goodbye and hung up.
Mike walked over to the bed and....
C-R-U-N-C-H
A blinding flash of white pain ran of his left leg as he steped on a shard of glass.
"MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE SON OF A BITCH!!!!"
He grabbed his foot and sat on the bed hard,making Silvia bounce twice.
The shard was big and Mike picked it out.
The blood ran down his foot and unto the pant leg of his panjama bottoms which his leg was propped on.
He went into the bathroom,bandaged his foot,cleaned the mess and was about to lay down when he decided to check the blood stain on his right pant leg.
He looked down and for a second didnt see it but then.....then it was clear.
In large blood red,real blood red,drippy letters he read:
IT
Mike knew then that it was all true but a sick thought crossed his mind as he settled back into bed.
"Im no where near Derry"
He lay in bed and rolled over pondering that thought just as he heard a voice.
"You say something Mike?"
She had finally waken up.
Derry
After the Terrible tradgedy that occured in Derry two years before,The city council had to decide on wheter or not to rebuild the city.
By this time everyone in Derry had moved out.
No one wanted to live there any longer so the council decided that rebuilding a city that noome wanted to be in was a major mistake.
And a waste of money.
So the city council took a month to record all happening in Derry,Had Derry fixed up enough so that it was no longer one big Hazard and left.
Derry is now mostly dirt.
Most of the concrete was removed and just about all of the buildings too.
All of the debris were cleaned away.
Case closed.
For Derry's former city council anyway.
Derry was now going to be a large trash bin.
Any city in Maine would be able to dump there trash in Derry
The largest dumpster.
What about the sewers?
A construction worker had asked Al Warner of the city council
Yes what about the sewers?
Leave them be was his reply
Why?Did Al personally enjoy sewers?
Or was he told to say that?
Perhaps by his inner him.
So the sewers of Derry were left the way they were.
Which wasnt tip top condition.
The Barrens had been baddly bruised by the events but were really the only thing in Derry,Besides the sewers,that wasa untouched by construction,or deconstruction and looked fairly much the way it always did.
"You sure its ok in here Gloria?"
Gloria Harrison looked back at her friend,Kevin Meterson.
"Yes"She said bluntly"Now stop being a baby."
Kevin was a pretty chunky kid and not very popular.
He had just moved to a town near Derry and his only friend was Gloria,whom he thinks only likes him because he does what she wants him to.
Today,Gloria wanted to ride bikes.
She just left out the part about going to Derry and going into the large grassy area that was there.
Gloria had seen this while being driven home by her dad,who is divorced from her mother who has costody of her.
Gloria's dad has weekends with her.
Gloria loves her dad but hates when he drinks and neither does her mother.
Hence the divorce.
He never drank on the weekends,that was his time with his botton.
He will drink every weekend from here on though
Until his car accident in 3 months.
He will drink himself silly.
seven days a week.
Gloria had seen the Very leafy area on her way home and then and there decided it was a great place to play.
The next day she dragged Kevin with her since they had no school.
And here they were.
Crawling,nearly rolling down a steep hill filled with trigs and other object jutting out from the ground.
They reached the end of the hill and staggered onto their feet.
Gloria looked around and saw the sunlight peek thru the tress.
A word came to her mind and she whispered it under her breathe for no reason.
"Barrens"
"You say something Gloria?"
"No...C'mon Kev lets go check this place out!"
And they did,for an hour they climbed high trees,hid in the grassey areas,and ran around wildly just for fun.
Then they came across a white object leaning on a tree.
Gloria noticed it first and shouted to Kevin to come with her.
As they got closer it was clear that it was a refridgerater.
Gloria got to it first.
In the center of it,in black marker it read:
Paterick H.
Gloria guessed that this Paterick H. person had written his name on the thing as if to claim ownership.
Gloria was ready to trespass.
Kevin was beside her now and Gloria's hand grabbed the edge of the door.
The door handle had been torn off.
She tugged and it poped open.
Kevin said"" maybe we shouldnt....."
"Shouldent what?Open the 'fridge?opps too late."
She peered inside.
There were tan streaks on the back wall that looked like something might have been written there at some point but faded away.
Kevin looked in too,but his eyes didnt meet the back,they were looking at the floor of the refridgerator.
Kevin turned away and threw up.
"EWW sick Kev thats disgusting"
"look"She said,his voice was a choking whisper as he pointed to the floor of the fridge.
Gloria looked down and her eyes widened as she saw the dead animals.
A bird,A cat,and a poor little puppy.
Their eyes were bulging and their bodies rotting fast.
The smell was poignant and awful.
Gloria was about to close the door when she heard a bark.
she looked around to look for the dog.
She heard it again and knew then where it came from.
she looked down at the fridge and saw that the puppy had gotten on his feet.
His eye still bulged the other,popped, was oozing a dark liquid that had dried on the puppies light fur.
Most of the fur had shedded and the puppy's body was thin and there was a hole in its left side.
Maggots crawled in and out of the dark hole.
Gloria let out a choked gasp and staggered back.
Then the cat got up.
Its black fur was almost all gone and its huge yellow eyes shimmered in the nearly blocked sunlight.
"No...."
Kevin got up and saw why she was backing up.
He screamed and fell back.
The bird had gotten up now too.
Its swollen eyes,also shining bright.
Kevin crawled over to Gloria and stummled to his feet.
He had only stood for a second when the bird flew out from its grave and slammed its self hard into kevin's eye.
Kevin felt his eye cave in and fall back in its socket.
He screamed a high pitched yell as blood ozzed out from the hole.
The bird fluttered its dead wings and pulled itself from Kevin's socket.
It had parts of Kevin in its beak and choped on it eagerly.
Gloria shrieked from the sight.
She was about to ask Kevin if he was alright when she realized 'Hell no hes not alright hes missing an eyes and im next if i cant get away NOW!"
Kevin Meterson,12 years old, slumped to his knees.
He held his hands to his eye,or where his eye used to be.
Blood seeped thru the cracks of his fingers and splashed to the dirt ground.
The groud slowly absorbed his blood as if it were drinking it.
Then vines pushed themselves up from the Earth and pulled Kevin under.
Kevin screamed until his mouth was filled with dirt.
Even then Gloria could hear his muffled screams of horror and pain.
But after seeing the vines pop out,she couldnt look back.
She held her head down and ran.
Ran for her life as the tears of fear ran down her face.
She bumbed into something and bounced back on her butt.
She looked up and saw a clown.
The clown had a jolly smile on his lips.
But the painted red lips showed a large frown.
A blue tear was pained under his left eye,but both eyes sparkled with joy.
They reminded her of silver coins.
His silver clown costume had orange pompom buttons and large clowny shoes.
She was about to warn him about the rampaging dead animals when she saw the dead bird land obediently on his shoulder.
The puppy stood beside his master and sat down like a perfectly trained gaurd dog.
The Cat appeared suddely on the clown's other shoulder and laid down there.
Gloria cried as she realized she was alone.
Completly alone with evil
With IT
And suddely she thought of his name as IT
then Pennywise.
After a second she couldnt distinguish between the two words as if they both sounded the same and had the same meaning.
She noticed the clown was holding baloons.
Blue,red and yellow ones.
In black each one said:
Kevin floats
And in white under it is says:
And you float too
Gloria's tears were hot and they streaked her face as they rolled down.
"Why are you crying Gloria?"
How did the clown know my name?
Why are dead animal coming to life?
Why did i ever come here???
"Because(sob)Because your going to kill me"
She cried a fresh batch of tears after telling the clown the awful truth.
"AWWW now who told you that?"
"Huh.....but....your bird...he...he killed my friend and..."
"Who?Stan?Stan would never kill anyone wouldja Stan the man?
He scratched the bird's dead head with his index finger of his free hand.
"No really!Come see!"
Then she remembered that Kevin was no longer there.
He was Eaten by the barrens.
"My name is Bob gray but you can call me Pennywise.Everyone calls me that."
The clown said in a goofy voice.
Gloria wiped her eyes.
"Hey Gloria would you like a baloon?"
"No...I should get home"
"But the they float!They all float Gloria!"
He started to sound angry.
"Please-"
He cut her off
"They all float!Kevin Floats too and so does the jew and the pansey!They all float and soon you will float too Gloria!Soon you will float too"
As if summoned,his three pets attacked.
The bird whizzed past Gloria's cheek,slicing it open with its beak.
Gloria felt her blood run from her body.
The dog ran up to her and began to claw at her.
His claws were surprizingly sharp.
The puppy cut threw her shirt and cut deep into her developing breasts.
He cut her stomach open and Gloria shriked in pain and cried hard and long.
The cat ran up and bit her neck,tearing thru it and the blood gushed out in a waterfall.
Thats when Gloria blacked out.
seconds later Gloria died.
Gloria's dad,Bart,received the news about his daughter 3 days later.
He cried for hours
stayed sober until after the funeral a week later and then went downhill,drinking everyday.
He lost his job and his new girlfriend.
The younger woman he always dreamed of.
But he didnt love her like he loved his ex-wife,Mary,No....no woman could replace Mary.
And as he was drunk and driving home from the bar,spending almost all he left on booze,he told her he loved her.
Over and over and over and...
BEEP BEEP
The truck swerved to dodge Bart as he accidently left his lane,but it was too late.
Bart crashed into the front of the Truck and his head smashed into the windsheild.
If he were wearing a seat belt he might not have died.
But he wasnt.
His head went thru the windsheild and his neck landed on a jagged shard of glass.
His last words were:"I love you Mar-"
Mary heard about this the next day and cried herself to sleep.
She loved her drunk of an ex-husband and she loved their little girl.
she had planned on taking him back sometime in the furture.
she wanted so baddly for them all to be together.
Now they were both gone.
She woke up at 3:30,tears running down her face.
she went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.
Black streaks ran down her face from crying and her hair was a brown mess.
She opened the cabinent under the sink.
She took out a few things.
And a cup.
She was thristy.
And Draino mixed with Mr.Clean sounded good right about now.
She mixed the two together and stared at the liquid.
She almost DIDNT.....but she did.
She gulped it down.
Then she took another glass of each with out mixing.
Tasted awful.
And the after taste was worse.
she felt tired and went back to bed.
She plopped down on her queen sized bed.
She thought of the first time she and Bart made love.
She thought of their first year with Gloria.
She thought of death
And died.
