It wasn’t his ideal choice of job, but Jim had been desperate. He didn’t really understand why the clown outfit was necessary, or the balloons which sent him off balance.
All he’d been asked to do was stand on the hillside and wave.
But when the shooting started, he realised.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #10 photo prompt.
Photo credit: Alexey Avdeev
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Ha! That’s brutal, poor Jim.
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I’m working through my clown aversion. I blame Stephen King 😉
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Haha, very interesting and exciting plot twist
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Thanks, Jude 🙂
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Oh that’s funny.
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Well, you know about the clown thing!
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I can’t believe everything was said in only three sentences!
That’s some powerful writing!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Nice dark twist on the picture. Perfect for the end of this year, I think.
Happy New Year. 🙂
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Shooting at clowns; I think there might be another story in there.
All the best for 2020, Cath 🙂
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Chris you are hilarious! I would never have thought of that! Not that I think shooting at clowns would be hilarious you understand 😜it just cracks me up that anyone would come up with that story😂
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I guess I’ve a weird and warped mind. But that’s just the best compliment, Debra!
Happy New Year to you, Foster and Panda. Have a good one guys 🙂
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Same to you😀
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Uh oh…. Hope he’s at least making a decent hourly wage!
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I don’t think he’ll get the chance to spend it!
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Bam. That’s a wicked-brutal ending, Chris, one to be proud of! xxxxx
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Thanks Jean xx
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Awesome. Nice twist 😀
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Poor Jim, sacrificed for my fear of clowns 😉
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I had a relative who collected clowns… I really disliked the sad clown I jut thought it was an oxymoron to sort of worship a sad clown….
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