Clowns on their own are already terrifying, but when you add the pressure of being responsible for young children in an unknown house at night, the situation becomes like Satan’s nightmares. This is basically the plot for the popular urban legend, The Clown Statue. A girl in her teens is babysitting for a family in Newport Beach, California. The family is filthy stinking rich, and has a very large house, much like a lot of families that live comfortably in Newport Beach.
Anyways, the parents are going out for a sophisticated party that will last a large chunk of the night, so they decide to hire one of the neighbor’s daughters to stay and watch their kids (they have a little boy and girl, both between the ages of 4 and 6). The father tells the babysitter that once the children are in bed she should go into this specific room (he doesn’t really want her wandering around the house for fear of sticky-fingers) and watch TV there. The parents take off at around 7:00 p.m, and after a bit of struggling; she finally gets the kids into bed and goes to the room to watch TV. She tries watching TV, but she is greatly disturbed by a clown statue in the corner of the room (I can’t blame her, I’m pretty sure that Satan himself would be a bit disturbed by this). She tries to ignore it for as long as possible, but it starts freaking her out so much that she decides to call the father and ask if she could possibly move to a different room in the house because of the life-sized clown statue staring her down.
Astonished, the father orders the babysitter to take his children and leave the house immediately and call 911. She gets the kids and goes next door to call the police. When the police are on the way, she calls the father back and asks, “So,what’s going on?” He answers, “We don’t have a clown statue!” He then further explains that the children have been complaining the last few weeks about a clown watching them and whispering things to them as they sleep. He and his wife had just blown it off, thinking that they were just having vivid nightmares. In the end, the police found out that apparently a mentally ill neighbor had been repeatedly breaking into their house dressed as a clown and that he was stalking the family’s kids. The “clown” had been whispering dark things to the kids each night, telling them to murder their own parents. Luckily the kids seemed to suffer no mental damage, and the “clown” was admitted into an insane asylum. Just remember, if you think you’re having a bad day, at least there’s no clowns involved.