i am terrified of clowns and i think i know why.
my grandmother took me to the circus when i was 5 or 6. it was awesome, to say the least. the elephants, the lion tamer,
the trapeze act.....my little mind was awash in cotton candy and music and all the wonderment that the circus brings.
when the show was over we walked to our car and as my grandmother opened the driver side door, a clown leaped
from the back seat and butchered her with a machete. i stared in horror as i watched the blood jettison
from her withered neck. i'm just guessing here but i think this might be the reason for my fear of clowns