Who in the hell honestly owns a clown doll and keeps it for the sake of endearment? Not many I believe would set themselves up for a creepy haunting of laughable behavior. I hope… Okay, then I will ask a separate question: who owns a rocking chair and either had one inside their room as a kidsor has one now that doesn’t see the rear side of occupancy?
Bingo. You are all going to die.
Maybe not die per say. That is if you have the fortitude like my man did in Poltergeist (1984) who ripped that a-hole clown a new one through the bowels of his stuffings.
The implications of such a purchase (of the rocking chair) vary. For example, my wife and I purchased a rocking chair after my first daughter was born and I used that rocking chair on the regular when feeding and comforting the child. However, when she grew older and rocking out with dad was out of the question we placed a giant Pooh bear upon the chair as decoration. Why? Because an empty rocking chair opens up the possibility of something wanting to inhabit the rocking chair. It’s just as ominous standing in a room empty, in my opinion, as it is when occupied by something other thing made creepy by its solitude.
My wife and I chose a Pooh bear. In the movie, Annabelle, the mother-to-be doll collector, chose to place a doll in the rocking chair. It was in the child’s to be room. And it had scary written all over it’s ceramic face.
Didn’t see the movie? Well…her husband killed a Manson fanatic whose soul post mortem possesses the doll seated in the chair. God forbid, a similar incident happened to me and I had to take out some do-badder who broke into my home? Pooh bear would be just the right conduit for this individual’s soul and therefore enable him to find another place to call home and enact his revenge.
In my defense, I love a good rocking chair. But my recommendation to you is to just remember to have it [the chair] blessed every once and awhile lest ye be wanting a death demon to inhabit the space.