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first encounters aren't always the best

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As soon as I get home I check the time. It was now 4:12pm, that's means I still have at least 2 hours and 48minutes till curfew.
I grab my favourite hat, soccer sneakers and soccer ball. I run to the soccer field since I can't ride with all my things. As soon as I get there, I grab a random beer bottle that I found on the ground and start trying to hit it with the ball. I never used to like soccer (I'm Australian so I call it soccer, you can call it something else if you want, or you can change the sport up to you. I just chose soccer cause it's my favourite sport) but later on I started playing with a group of boys and now I love it. On about the 7th try I finally hit it.
"Yas!"
"That was some shot" something said. I looked around for the voices owner but couldn't find anyone.
"Who's there?" I said fiercely.
"Look in the stands." It said. I walk over to the stands and look through. I jump back in fright as I see two red eyes.
"What the fuck!"
"Oh, it's not very nice to swear at your friends now is it y/n?"
"How do you know my name?"
"I know everything about you, and your friends to."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Pennywise, the dancing clown." He said the reached out his gloved hand for me to shake.i took it and then Pennywise came out of the dark, and I saw a really tall clown. I felt a bit scared but I didn't show it. He had a really creepy smile on his face. Wait, is this guy a pervert?
"You are very good at soccer."
"Um thanks" I said trying to get out of his grasp, but he had a very tight grip.
"Can you let me go" I grunted trying to free myself. When I looked back at his face he wasn't a clown anymore. He was Stan. Except he was really hurt.
"Stan! What happened who did this to you?!"
"Who are you?" He said and jumped back releasing my hand.
"I'm y/n your sister!"
"I don't have a sister" he said confused.
"Did- did you forget me?" I said, thinking of my worst fear, fear of loneliness and fear of being forgotten. (I'm sorry if your not scared of that, it's just that I couldn't think of a fear so I done my biggest fear, fear of loneliness and fear of being forgotten) I start crying and ran away. As I got halfway home, I tripped over something. I look over to what I tripped over and see Eddie lying on the road. Still. Not moving.
"NO! EDDIE!" I scream and run towards him. I turn him over and suddenly he wakes up.
"Oh Eddie" I say and hug him. But he doesn't hug back, maybe it's from shock.
"The worst thing just happened. I was playing on the soccer field and then I remember Stan and he didn't remember me and he was badly hurt."
"Who are you?" Eddie asked confusion laced across his face.
"Not you too!" I start crying again. And look down.
I get up and start running again. I run and run. By now it had started raining. It was probably around 8pm now, and I just wanted to rest so I go to the other person I can trust with my life. My best friend Richie's house. I go up to his door and start knocking. When it opens I see Richie there and immediately hug him.
"Please remember me" I say between sobs.
"Y/n? I thought you said no funny business. And what are you talking about? Of course I remember you. Your my best friend"
When I didn't answer he said.
"Y/n? Whats wrong."
"I'll explain inside." He nods and leads me in closing the door behind him. He sat me on the couch and I told him everything. When I was done I was a crying mess and he gave me a big hug. After a few minutes he got up and said he would be back. I watch him walk into the kitchen then a few seconds later hear him yelling.
"EDDIE! YOU MOTHERFUCKER! WHAT EVER JOKE YOU AND STAN ARE PLAYING ON Y/N IT HAS TO STOP NOW! SHES A CRYING MESS. NO! I KNOW WHEN SHE IS PLAYING A JOKE! THIS IS REAL! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVENT BEEN OUT SINCE 4?" And then I could hear anything else. Later on he came back out and said,
"Hey don't worry about them K?." I nodded.
"You should get some rest" he said.
"You can have my bed" I nodded and went up to his room and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was a sleep.   

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