In which Stanley Uris finds himself infatuated with the ill-mannered and beautiful younger sister of the infamous Henry Bowers.
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"I hope you find the strength to stop hurting those who love you. Because right now, loving you hurts more than losing...
Mia walked up to her front door and patiently waited until Stan was out of view. She slowly turned the knob and entered her home, finding it completely empty. Relief washed over her as she realized she wouldn't have to deal with Henry's rage.
She made her way into her kitchen to make some food for herself. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were her favourite comfort food, she ate them pretty frequently. She mentally thanked the lord that she wasn't allergic to peanut butter.
As she held a butter knife in her hand to smear the delicious peanut butter, she heard a banging sound from behind her. Spinning around on her heels, she found the room empty. She began to grow weary, a hint of fear resonating in her mind. He could smell it.
As she spun around again, back to her food, another crash came from behind her, loud enough to make her jump.
"Dad?" She yelled, hoping it was her father making noises upstairs. The crashing sound came again, this time feeling like it was directly behind her. A warm breath blew on Mia's neck and she froze.
Turning around, she found herself face to face with herself. A manifestation appeared to her, in the shape of what she feared most. It had an angry look on it's face.
"I'm going to gut you like a fucking fish!" It yelled in her face, reaching out and smacking her across the face. Mia shuddered in fear. "Don't try to get away, Beverly." The creature chuckled darkly, speaking just how Mia once had to Beverly Marsh. Mia watched herself through what could've been mistaken as Beverly's eyes. Pulling a lit cigarette out of her pocket, the manifestation grabbed hold of Mia's arm and pressed it into her skin, burning her harshly.
Mia screamed as loud as she could, absolutely terrified of the scene in front of her. Tears poured down her cheeks and she tried to run. She tried to move, but she found herself stuck in place. She was completely frozen.
Composing herself as much as she could, the young girl closed her eyes tightly and ripped her arm out of the creatures grip. Her feet moved at the speed of light, rushing her to the front door of the house and out into the yard. Behind her, she could hear the demon's heavy footsteps following her, and a devilish laugh escaping it's lips.
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Peering over her shoulder, she found that the manifestation had transformed into the shape of a renaissance style clown. It stood in the doorway of her house, just staring at her as she moved farther and farther away. She felt like she couldn't breathe.
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