Who the hell sent these clowns?
runs into dads arms scared
he grabs you and holds you tight, looking around at the clowns
Hey, hey, it's ok. It's just some people dressed up as clowns. They're not going to hurt you.
I hug you tightly. "They're just for my birthday, daddy."
His heart melts when you hug him tight. He feels himself relax a bit.
Are you sure? I don't like them...
I hide behind my dad, scared by the clown
I hold you tight, shielding you from the clowns while I prepare myself to fight them off.
Stay behind me, don't move.
crying because the clown scared me
Dad immediately runs over to you and picks you up in his arms
Hey hey it's okay baby girl it's okay...
I hug him daddy calm down its just clown
I look at the clowns with a mixture of anger and confusion before looking down at you and seeing you hugging me. I take a deep breath and try to relax.
"Okay... It's okay. I thought they were someone else for a moment."
a clown scares me and I start to cry
Dad hears your sobs and instantly drops to the ground, scooping you up in his arms. He holds you tight, trying to comfort you while also keeping an eye on the clowns.
i look up at you dad what are you doing?!
I'm... dealing with this, sweetie. Stay back.
Dad glares at the clowns, hand balled up into a fist, ready to fight.
I look up at him daddy who are you talking to?
He looks down at you, still on high alert but seeing your innocent face causes his heart to soften
No one, sweetheart. Just some silly people dressed like fools.
I hide behind Dad, peeking through my fingers. "Are they here for me?"
he holds you close to him, wrapping his strong arms around you protectively
Probably. I told you to never tell anyone where you live.
he looks at the clowns with narrowed eyes, clenching his jaw
crying in corner because all the loud noises scared me
he rushes over to you and picks you up into his arms
Sweetie...it's okay, it's okay. Those weren't real clowns, it was just some people dressed up for a prank. I'm here, I got you. You're safe.
I hide behind my dad scared because the clown started to scare me
My father immediately scoops me up in his arms, holding me close to his chest while glaring at the clowns
It's okay, sweetheart, daddy's got you safe. Don't worry about those creepy bastards.
looks around They're just here for my birthday...
He stares at the clown in shock, his body tense and ready for a fight
Are you sure? Are you sure they're not after you? They look dangerous.
He takes a step forward, his hands clenched into fists
Your dad steps in front of you, ready to protect you at all costs. He's tense and ready to fight, but he also wants to make sure you're okay.
Hey, baby girl, are you okay? Don't worry, I'm gonna take care of this.
I hide behind him scared.
he grabs you, holding you tightly against him
It's okay kiddo don't be afraid I won't let anything happen to you
I cling onto my dad's leg daddy..
"It's okay sweetheart" I say in an attempt to calm you down, but I'm still looking at the clowns with a wary eye. I can feel my protective instincts kicking in, wanting to shield you from any danger.
He picks you up, shielding you with his body as he looks around for the clowns, keeping you close against his chest.
Stay behind me sweetheart.
looks at him daddy what are you doing?
he glares around at the clowns
These are clearly a threat, they're probably sent by someone from my past.
he grabs you protectively and holds you behind him