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When I was about 5 I had this crazy fear of clowns. I thought that clowns would come into my room and eat me. So every night I locked my door and had a pie over my bed. (For a few days before everyone started noticing the stench)
I used to think that clowns were a species separate from humans. They looked a lot like humans, but their faces were pure white with huge red lips and round red noses, and they wore weird clothes and couldn't talk. They lived far far away. At friends' birthday parties and the like, whenever there was a clown, I would go up to them to determine whether they were a "real" clown or not. I would always find that they were just people wearing makeup, and I would become very disappointed. I'd go up to the clown and say "you're not really a clown. That's just makeup." I think this confused them a lot.
Every time a plane would fly over my house Thought that a clown would come out of the plane.
Before I realized that clowns were just normal people in funny costumes and makeup, I thought that clowns were born that way. When I heard that someone had a baby, I would wonder if it was a clown baby. Finally, one day I asked my mother why no one we knew had a clown baby. I don't remember what she answered, but to her eternal credit, she did it with a straight face!
when i was little i saw a movie and in most movies theres a bad guy, well the bad guy in this movie was a clown. so when mum brought a clown around for my birthday i ran out of the room screaming and crying thinking that he would kill me!!
i still think clowns are creepy!!
On my 4th birthday, my mom had a clown come and do magic tricks. He put a fake thumb on my mom's hand and pretended to cut it off. I thought he really did cut it off and I started sobbing.
I found a picture in a magazine at my grandma's of the graduating class at Clown University. I cut that picture out, carried it around with me everyday, and hoped that one day, I too, could attend clown school.
I used to believe that clowns didn't have voices and couldn't talk. I also didn't realize that they weren't born clowns. I wanted so badly to have a clown as a pet. He could live in the garage and we would communicate through sign language.
I used to think that clowns were a species, like some kind of animals. It wasn't til i was five that i realized they were just people. :o)
After a trip to the circus, I formed the notion that clowns were another ethnic group. The circus had Mommy and Daddy clowns with their clown "children" (little people), didn't they?
Clowns . . .
When I was maybe 4 or 5 years old my older brother (he was all of 6 or 7 at the time) explained that clowns were a separate species. He knew this because he had seen "clown babies" on the TV. And I certainly believed every word my big brother spoke.
When i was very young i was a little scared of clowns (exposure to Stephen King's 'It' at a young age probably didn't help!) Anyway, one time my dad took me to McDonalds and unbeknown there was a guy entertaining kids dressed as Ronald McDonald. I was happily munching my food when i saw this scary-ass clown running towards me and he loomed down on me to pick me up. Convinced i was about to meet my maker i started to scream and cry and french fries went everywhere. there are photos(!!) of this incident ...I hate clowns.
when I was younger I watched Steven Kings 'IT' It asolutely terrified me and I was scared to go anywhere be myself, was terrified of clowns and sill to this day hate them, I cut the word 'it' out of my vocabulary and refused to walk over drains in case it pulled me down. Not long ago I saw the film in the video shop and decided to watch it to find out what had terrified me so much. It made me laugh, I didnt think it was scary at all, Its funny what can scare you when your'e young!
When my mother was a child, she believed that being a clown was a birth defect rather just makeup. She thought that if you were born with a face like that, you had to join the circus to entertain people. There were no other options.
THe first time I watched Steven King's "IT"
Back when I was in preschool we had a man called "Bob the Clown" come to "entertain" us one day. Well, the man was cynical and probably a psycho. He would pick kids to come up and would be mean to them and mess with them. The adults were all fine with this. Finally he called me up. He picked me up and spun me around. Eventually he put me down but when he picked me up I believed he was gonna put me in his massive pants and take me home to eat me. I still hate clowns. <(@_@)>
As a kid, I used to think clowns were a race of people. Growing up in Texas, we went to rodeos every summer. That is the only place I saw lots of clowns. I couldn't figure them out and I was always thankful I wasn't born a clown.
I believed that evil clowns wanted to eat me.
I used to believe that clowns were not people dressed up in costumes but were a separate race or species that always looked like that and married other clowns and had baby clowns and whole clown families.
I used to believe that clowns and teachers weren't really people. I didn't think they had homes. I didn't think they ate dinner. I didn't think they went to the bathroom.