Have you ever had one of those feelings that something was wrong? I don’t mean during the day either, but at night. I mean that sudden unprovoked feeling of dread that commands you to wake. Funny, it’s almost like nocturnal evil gives something off that your sleeping brain picks up on. I had one of those recently. It forced me up at 3 a.m. Normally when you have that feeling you’d lay still feigning sleep, or if you’re feeling adventurous you’d take a quick check around the house. After you failed to discover anything you’d inevitably crawl back to sleep. I should have done that this time.
I should have stayed asleep.
That night I sat straight up. For the longest time I sat there staring into the dark of my house before I even realized that I was awake. Then came the fear, that slow strangling feeling that constricts your chest and worms its way down your throat. I was alone in my home wide eyed and afraid with no explanation. I couldn’t hear the tell-tale signs of a break in downstairs, or the phantom sounds of a leaking pipe. I had no reason to be freaked out, but I was.
Without much thought I got up and walked over to the window. I don’t know why I did. I peeled back just enough of the curtain to poke my head through and I stared out into my moonlit backyard.
I should have stayed asleep.
Outside prancing around my garden was a clown. It had ruffles around its sleeves and collar, baggy pants and floppy shoes. Its painted white face was even topped off with a big red rubber nose. It was without a doubt the last thing I wanted to see at three in the morning.
It danced in complete silence doing a step that only a madman or a child could understand. Its playful manner was haunting. I watched with dread fascination as it circled the garden trying my best to ignore the growing lump in my throat. It moved around pausing occasionally to play with my gardening tools or sniff the budding plants. Then it waltzed over to an oak sapling I had planted and disappeared. I blinked. This wasn’t possible. It walked behind the thin infant plant but didn’t come out the other side. I should have seen it the entire time but I didn’t. It was like the clown had walked through a door hidden by the sapling.
I should have stayed asleep.
I hoped that everything was some sort of waking dream. Pretending nothing happened was easier than the truth. The clown came back though. Night after night I watched as it danced around my backyard, and at the end of every night it would vanish the same way. One night it disappeared behind a garden hoe only for it to appear seconds later from behind the lawnmower.
Tonight I found it digging a hole in the middle of the yard. I’ve never seen it do something like this before and my immediate thought is that the clown is digging my grave. The hole got deeper and deeper as the clown dug until the top of the hole reached its head. Once finished, it stood at the edge of the hole motionless when out of nowhere it jerked its head around. My heart pounded so hard that I could taste the copper in my mouth. I’m about the tear away from the curtain when I see it bend down and pluck a flower. The clown put the stem between its teeth and planted the shovel firm in the ground before stretching out pretend suspenders and admiring its work like a farmer. My heart was still racing at this point but I was just glad that it didn’t see me.
As if the thing read my mind it turned on its heel and stared right at me. I never thought I’d actually pray for a heart attack. It spit out the flower and ran toward me its feet flopping to the sides. It stopped a few feet from the house grinning at me with filthy orange teeth as it pointed to the hole and waved me over excitedly like a child showing off a finger painting. Frozen in place the only thing I could do was furiously shake my head no.
The clown’s smile fell and it scratched its head as if confused. Then it walked over to the hole and pointed at it again. I would have told it to fuck off if I could. It stood there for a moment before animatedly acting out its “aha!” moment. It then waltzed over to the planted shovel and disappeared behind it. I stared wide eyed hoping it would reappear in the yard like before. I silently prayed for this until the moment I heard my closet creak open.
I should have stayed asleep.
63 Comments on 'Midnight Dancer'
eh not very good
I hate clowns to begin with so this right here fucked me up…. qwq *nails shut closet door* good job
I thought it was an awesome story 🙂
My mom just made big garden right outside my bedroom window…thanks for that.
I found this really creepy and I like it. Maybe more vivid details next time. Also I love how you used the title multiple times in the pasta, made it seem more like a creepy poem.
I love this one its good do more please. I loved the title. I wish i could write like this.
I can imagine that image thanks a lot also I loved it, it gave me goose bumps when I read it *throws closet out the window*
Amazing! Great detail. definitely a good scare for our coulrophobia friends. Scared me. I’ll definitely be nailing some closet doors tonight.
Fuck I’m going to have a hard time sleeping before finals tomorrow…
Reviewing this one I got the chills. 12/10
The thing is, if you’re not scared of clowns to begin with, this isn’t very impressive. Now I don’t hate the story, but it didn’t impress me either. The character didn’t act very realistically, and considering it was “night after night”, you’d think he would call the police? talk to someone? eventually yell at the clown to piss off? not just ignore what happened? If he assumed the clown was digging his grave, why didn’t he do anything? This is just one problem I have with the story, though. The figure of speech that the main character gave such as “I never thought I’d actually pray for a heart attack” broke the immersion for me. Why did he hope to die when what he was worried about in the first place was getting killed by the clown? (hence the mention of “digging my grave”). And I don’t think that the fact that it’s written in past tense helps this story very much. If he’s talking in past tense, then that means the main character is unharmed, which also breaks the immersion for me. This is just a few, though the main problems I have with this story. Am I being too harsh? It’s not my intention. :/
You know it would be good if you started making more story’s about the same clown because nothing gets more peoples attention than a whole lot of story’s because people love what they can continue to read and love.
well ain’t that swell
Absolutely LOVED this pasta. I hate clowns so much and this was so creepy and suspenseful. 10/10 😛
I really enjoyed this story, I felt really immersed in this one. I would like to feature this on my YouTube channel with a narration of it 😀
Very creepy. I like the writing style. Maybe a bit more detail, perhaps.
hahaha that was hilariously small and funny that is why i love clown’s
I like the writing style. 🙂
I thought this was a pretty good story. Good job!
As I was reading this, I was, like, “this isn’t creepy at all.”
…until I got to that second to last line. Dx
Short, simple and horrifying! I really enjoyed it.
If you want to hear this Midnight Dancer read aloud, go here. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0rU3eVI5pCeBbwyeStyJKA
Woah…it was good but a bit more detail would’ve made it better, definitely…but the whole clown thing just didn’t get to my head…I was expecting like a woman in a red dress or something honestly…
Clowns are one of mans worst creations. It’s very detailed and….. creepy. Like multiple choice.
i really like this story, it’s got good plot and very good details.
it literally gave me goosebumps and made my heart race.
clowns can be funny but i’m not a fan of them when they get creepy, hahaha.
good story, love it, keep it coming. 🙂
I loved it, but why the clown? I’m having a hard time envisioning a bad clown let alone an evil one. But overall great story.
Oh my fucking clown. Good story though.
Hey Mr.Baubas I did a reading of your story if you would like to check it out.
Here’s the link https://youtu.be/7Z-IIUGCnig
I’m not trying to advertise, but I can take it down if needed. I hope you enjoy it! Let me know!
The Creepypasta was very original.Good job
Hello. I did a video about this on YouTube made sure to give you credit in the description and a link to this page. I thought I would just leave a comment here to let you know. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NbKMse5StYM
i absolutely hate clowns, this is an amazing story and all, but ehhhhh *shivers* i don’t think i can sleep at all anymore.
Why didn’t he/she just tell a friend about this clown?
The story was really good, I love the details and how youre describing the person’s feelings.
But if that person was me I would start googling and asking friends around- Or even call the police. Dont want magic madmen roaming around in my garden ;_;
Great story! 😀 Would like to see more! :3
Here’s my narrative of ‘Midnight Dancer’ “I should have stayed asleep…”
I made this a while ago and forgot to send it to you! Enjoy! https://youtu.be/63TAw2la18U
This is really good i love these type of things
Cool! This story was really scary, since I’m afraid of clowns. Good Job!
Freaky. Just crazy man. I would love to see more stories like this. I would give it 7 stars if I could.
Kinda saw it coming when he started digging but still got really bad chills. Holy shit. Good job, OP.
Very nicely written! I give it 9/10 breads.
Damn! That was awesome! (: It gave me a perfect picture of it happening in my mind! Great job!
I loved it ^~^
This sent the chilly willies up and down my spine, feels like that clown is watching me now.. Thaaanks. Lol all in all good story, write more please!
Great story, pretty scary! Keep up the good work!
I love this 🙂
I really liked this. Maybe a little more detail but the fact I’m scared of clowns… it was a little creepy
For school we have to choose our favorite scary story and I was just wondering if I could possibly use this one?
I’m not scared of clowns, but this gave me the shivers.
I really enjoyed this…short and sweet, with haunting punch line.
Personally I love clowns and no matter what i will still love them.
I already hated clowns, I didn’t think I could hate them more, untill I read this! Excellent pasta!
Woohoo! My closet doesn’t have doors!… Wait a minute…
This is so scary I wanna cry
9/10 ” I should of stayed asleep. ” Is said 4 times!!!!! To many times. If not for the clown coming in the home,digging a gave and stalking him. I would of given you a 6/10. Your ok now, I think that it is so good that I would like to see Midnight Dancer 2!!!!!!!!!! :3
holy monkey nuts that was amazing i feel sick with nerves now ahaha that was great
I am scared of clown ……..gosh this was really creepy omg i m gone
Aha! That gave me chills! Great story
This frightened me to the core, I can picture it all in my head. I imagine it’s much more terrifying for those with coulrophobia (myself included in that) but even still, the mute, silly and playful actions of the clown have a very sinister quality to them. Very good pasta!
OMGGGGGGG WHYYYY I HATE CLOWNSSSSS *shoves everything infront of closet*
oh boy how fun. a clown that digs holes and stands in them with a flower in its mouth, and dissapears behind random objects and reappears behind others. seems like the perfect creepypasta to use if he was watching tv, and then he looks behind him and OOP LOOK A CLOWN!