A babysitter was looking after a wealthy family's children. The family had a large collection of clown dolls put everywhere except the bedrooms and the bathrooms.
"After you put the children to bed," the father said. "Help yourself to something from the fridge."
"Also, could you stay upstairs?" The mother added. "The children have been having nightmares."
Then the parents left for their date.
The babysitter walked in to the house and felt thousands of eyes starring down at her. All from the clowns. She got some food from the fridge and went up stairs. The children where in slumber. As the babysitter walked into the master bedroom, she saw a lifesized clown doll on a tricycle.
She dismissed it.
She sat on the bed and started to watch EastEnders.
The clown doll seemed to slowly move.
She dismissed it as the wind.
'Did the doll just blink?' She thought. 'Just a trick of the light.'
Half a hour later, the doll seemed to move once again.
She called the father.
"Hi, can I move the clown doll?"
"Which one?" The Father asked.
"The lifesized one."
"What?"
"The one in the master bedroom."
"There isn't one in there..."
"Okay... So, can I move it?"
"Call 999, explain the out of place clown and go to 96, okay. Take the children. NOW!"
The father hung up and the babysitter followed the instructions.
A few minuets later, the police questioned the sitter who explained.
The police said that there was no clown doll anywhere. Just a clown mask and tricycle.
Then the parents arrived.
"So?"
"We have no life sized clown doll. It must have been the Neighbour, Ronald.
We have had a few... Advents, where he tried to take the children..."
And up to this day, the neighbor has never been.
