Pogo The Clown

Pogo the Clown is a scary story written by a member of this website named Pete in collaboration with ScaryForKids. It’s about a young boy who loves clowns and claims to have an imaginary friend.

Pogo the Clown

When I was 4 years old my parents moved out of the city and bought a house in the suburbs. It was a really nice two-story home with a big garden. They managed to get it at a very low price. The real estate agent told them that nobody had lived there for at least 10 years. They never thought to ask him why.

At the time, I was just a little boy and my favorite thing in all the world was clowns. I collected clown dolls and figurines, my bedroom wallpaper was covered in clown faces, my bedclothes and pillowcase were adorned with smiling clowns and even my pyjamas had a picture of a clown embroidered on the chest.

I loved the circus and whenever it was in town, I would beg my parents to take me there. On TV, I would sit and watch any show that featured a clown. I guess you could say i was a little obsessed.

One evening, about a month after we had moved in, I was watching TV with my pet dog, Buster. There was a clown show on and I was enjoying the familiar, amusing clown antics like juggling, riding a unicycle, squirting people with flowers, throwing cream pies in people’s faces, making balloon animals and honking rubber horns.

All of a sudden, Buster started barking. He was looking at something behind me and growling loudly. I turned slowly and was horrified to see something peeking out from under the couch. It was a clown.

His face was grotesquely fat and sweaty and was covered in pasty white makeup. He was wearing a red and white striped jumpsuit and a matching red hat with a white tassel. His beady eyes were lined with blue facepaint and he had garish red makeup around his lips.

As he slid out from under the couch, he looked at me said, in a squeaky voice, “Hi Jeremy”.

Taken aback, I asked how he knew my name. With an eerie giggle, he told me his name was Pogo the Clown and he claimed that he came from the land of clowns. He said he watched over me every night while I slept.

“Why?” I managed to blurt out.

He said he had to protect me because my mother and father were evil and had plans to harm me. He assured me he would take care of them and when he was done, he would bring me back with him to the land of clowns.

“I don’t believe you,” I said.

Then, he pulled out a pack of crayons and a piece of paper and told me to draw a picture of him and show it to my parents. He stood there and waited as I sat on the floor and scribbled on the paper. Eventually, I was finished. He took one look at my drawing, smiled and then vanished into thin air.

I ran into the kitchen to tell my parents about the clown I had seen. They told me it was just my imagination and scolded me for being so obsessed with clowns. I showed them the picture and tried to tell them the clown was hiding under the couch, but they wouldn’t believe me. They just took my crayon drawing and pinned it on the fridge.

That night, when I went to bed and my parents tucked me in, I had almost forgotten all about the clown. After my parents left and turned out the light, I heard a rustling sound in my closet and Pogo stepped out. He was clutching a knife and told me not to worry about my parents. They would get what they deserved, he said.

The next morning, when I went downstairs for breakfast, the drawing of Pogo was still on the fridge. When I tried to tell my mother that a clown named Pogo had been in my bedroom the night before, she cut me off and told me to stop making up stories about my imaginary friend. I needed real friends and this needed to stop.

Later that day, our next door neighbor stopped by to have lunch with my parents. As they were eating, he looked around and happened to notice the picture I had drawn of Pogo hanign on the fridge. His face suddenly went pale.

“Who drew this?” he asked.

When my mother told him I had drawn the picture of the clown and added that I was telling stories about a clown who appeared around the house, the neighbot got a look of terror on his face. He pulled my parents into the living room and shut the door. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about inside, but they seemed very upset.

Later that day, a priest showed up at the house and began splashing water all around the place and saying strange things in a language I had never heard before. That night, Pogo didn’t come back and I never saw him again.

Years later, when I was in high school, our teacher gave us an assignment for history class. She told us that we had to research the history of our neighborhoods and write an essay about it.

When I researched my house, I found something that chilled me to the bone. 10 years before we had moved in, the house had belonged to a man named John Wayne Gacy. He was well-liked and well-respected throughout the town. Everybody thought he was a really great guy.

However, as it turned out, unbeknownst to everyone, he was a serial killer who murdered children. He liked to lurk around the neighborhood looking for fresh victims. He would often lure children into his house where he would do unspeakable things to them. He gained their trust and convinced them to go with him by using a variety of lies and tricks.

After the police caught him, they seized all his belongings and put them in evidence. The house lay vacant for ten years while he was in prison. Eventually, he was executed by electric chair and after his death, the house was put up for sale.

The most chilling part was not that I discovered I had lived a house that was previously owned by a serial killer who lured children to their deaths. Instead, it was a picture I found at the end of the article. It was a photo of a fat man in a clown suit and the caption beneath it read: “John Wayne Gacy often lured children into the house by dressing up as a character named Pogo The Clown…”

Comments

  1. Horrorlover0666 says

    We can all agree John Wayne gracey is a very sick person but his last words before his death is kinda funny “kiss my a**”😂😂😂😂

  2. HorrorFanGirl says

    I looked into Gacy’s life he seemed to have a pretty troubled childhood as well as an unhealthy and abusive relationship with his father.
    People may attack me for this, but personally i feel sorry for this guy as well as his victims. Everyone sins, but no matter what, at the end of the day we’re human and our actions occur to be natural
    R.I.P to all of his innocent victims and may he be thrown into the depths of Hell’s fire.

  3. VeryScary97 says

    @The_Yellow_Dash
    Sam is from the show Supernatural. Sam Winchester – Ex-blood junkie Moose Sammy Bitch

  4. jenjenrainbow says

    alright when someone asks you “why don’t you like clowns” show them this

  5. AcidDrop says

    ive researched john wayne gacy in the last year or so, he was a sick man! and for most part of the story it was true, he dressed like a clown and murdered more then 30 boys/men.

  6. The_Yellow_Dash says

    who si sam? I keep seeing ppl say this is why sam doesn’t like clowns…..ohhh is sam from Icarly? if not then who is it?

  7. sonickungfu says

    that is a true storey
    not the part when he saw the guy but about that the clown being the murdurer

  8. krissylovesscary says

    @mehrurox SFK is the one that post stories and decides which story gets put on the site

  9. Pete says

    @mehurox28. It might be the first you posted or it’s too long. It happened to me but don’t know the cause of it. Try posting it again.

  10. happenstance says

    @doicare noway WHAT THE OWNER OF MY ONE OF MY BEST WEBSITES HAS A LIFE OUTSIDE PLEASING ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  11. DoICare NoWay says

    I just don’t want people annoying SFK because he/she must be busy with his/her own life too

  12. DoICare NoWay says

    All of these stories must wait
    They take lots of time to create.
    If SFK is in a hurry and has to write fast
    The plot in the story may not be grasped
    If the stories are terrible and bad
    We all will be probobly mad
    So begging for stories will be no good
    And SFK will go at the pace that he/she should

  13. iscareyoutodeath says

    @haunted4523 look up John Wayne Gacy On Google. 1)His Clown Name Was Pogo The Clown 2)He Killed Over 30 People And I Think I Said Something About Where He Buries His Victims About 23 comments above Lol!

  14. Himi says

    @Pete.I apologize. I didn’t mean too spam.
    But since it’s the last story SFK has posted for now,more users will post on this page, you know?
    But, fine. I know it will be hard for SFK to post stories fast coz he/she has got a life outside this website..
    :) Btw; sorry for spamming…

  15. eerie says

    @Pete i agree with you 100% why? well it takes a long time for SFK to read SO many stories and ‘rewrite’ them! that way they’d be good enough to post in the future! ;)

  16. Pete says

    @haunted4523 I only based him on Gacy not named him after/made a character. Anyway it’s a fictional version of him not a real one. Second of all I read he did go under the name “Pogo The Clown” when he dressed as a clown at children’s parties.

    @Himi, redflower, bloodandroseforever please dpn’t spam my story asking for more. Just be patient. They’re obviously being worked on and will be posted whenever. This goes for anyone else that comments here.

  17. DeathlyPrincess says

    if you where like my sister you would have punched pogo in the face multiple times already probably burned the couch already too.

  18. haunted4523 says

    this story is completely false. John Wayne Gacey didn’t lure children into his home. He was only attracted to males and he kidnapped some of the right off the street. His name was also not Pogo the Clown. He had no clown name.

  19. bloodandrosesforever says

    SFK can u post a story about a boy called Charlie Wackaweed who makes a wish on a star?

  20. koolkid says

    The real horror is that it is true. his job was being a clown at kids B-DAY parties. there is a movie about him called ”GacY”

  21. Pete says

    In case no one guessed the land of clowns was Hell. Also here’s the original version.

    When I was 4 years old my parents bought a house in a suburb. It was a really nice and cheap deal and I grew up in it. The real estate agent told us it hadn’t been lived in for at least 10 years. At this time my favorite thing in the world was clowns. I had lots of clown dolls, loved the circus, and always watched clown shows. One night around 7:00 I was watching a clown show with the usual clown antics like juggling, riding a unicycle, squirting people with flowers or some other item, throwing pies in people’s faces, making balloon animals and of course honking rubber horns. One night about a month after we had moved in I was watching my tv with our puppy Buster when he started barking. He waslooking at the couch. A human shadow was moving by it. I watched as a clown climbed out from under it.

    He was fat and had an orange suit with black stripes with orange cottonballs down the font. He had an flat orange hat with black stripes to match it. His hair was red as was his clown nose ad lips. HIs face was covered in grey makeup. He turned to me and said “Hi Jeremy”. I asked how he knew my name and he said his name was Zobo he watched over me from a land of clowns. He then said he was here to protect him because “Mommy and Daddy are evil” and he’d “take care of them and bring me back to the land of clowns but he needed to weaken them first”. He then said to “only talk to me or other clowns from the clown land if you meet them and to never talk to circus clown as they can’t be trusted” Then pulled out orange and black chalk and said “it was ok to draw a picture of him on the wall if the took it down right after since no harm was done then”.

    When I was done with the picture i called my parents to show them. They yelled and asked why I drew it. I told them Bozo told me to. They scolded me and gave me a spanking. Then they took a picture of the drawing to remember it and sent me to bed. Bozo was waiting and told me he “warned me not to tell them” He then said “Mommy’s a real” well you know and “she’ll get what she deserves”. I asked him what that word meant and he told me it was “a magic word that weakens their power and he’d come back tomorrow when I went to bed and teach me more magic words”.

    I went downstairs for breakfast and the drawing of Zobo was almost washed away. When asked by my mom of i replied that Zobo said she was a real well you know and she’ll get what she deserves. My mom spanked me so hard and made me wash my mouth out. When she asked where I heard that word I said Zobo taught it to me. She said that it was no excuse to blame an imaginary friend on it. Throught the week I was taught more magic words to weaken them. One started with an f and would only work if I said u mom or dad right after. Another started with an a and I could say dumb before it or hole right after it. Another started wih d and ended with it or could could start with God or Gosh. I got 3 spanking from saying those words.

    One night Zobo came in and told me “stealing was ok if I gave back what I stole”. The next day I went outside and took a neighbor kids bike and rode it around. His dad saw me and told my parents and I got in trouble again. As usual I blamed Zobo. That night he came in with a knife and said “they had to pay”. He went into their room and I followed him. Fortunately Buster saw Zobo and barked at him waking them up. They asked what was going on and started to tell them about Zobo. THey cut me off and sent me back to bed saying I needed real friends and this needed to stop.

    The next morning at church my dad commented to the reverend about Zobo. He showed the picture of drawing and told him our address. He asked where we lived to be sure and my dad’s reply got a look of terror on the reverend’s face. He walked into his office pale white. Later that day a priest showed up. Zobo never came that night or ever again. Years later in high school I did a research assignment for my history class on my house and found that 10 years before a man named James William Gacy lived there. He liked to lurk around the neighborhood luring children into their house then would do unspeakable things to them. He frequently tricked them by telling them lies about their parents. Fortunately none were harmed. It all ended when an angry father shot him in the head killing him instantly. The police seiged all his belongings and put the tools used on the children in evidence. They then put it up for sale after 10 years. The most chilling part was not the article but how he lured the children. I found a picture of a clown suit in the article and the caption read. The costume James William Gacy used to lure children to the house under the name of Zobo The Clown”

    Thanks SFK. I wasn’t sure it’d be posted due tom implied foul language in this version. I also changed his name to James William Gacy to make him fictional as opposed to making him the ghost of a real killer but it’s clear I based him on John Wayne Gacy so I don’t mind it at all.

  22. iscareyoutodeath says

    John Wayne Gacy was an American serial killer also known as the Killer Clown, who was convicted of the murder of 33 teenage boys and young men in a series of killings committed between 1972 and 1978 in Chicago, Illinois. All of Gacy’s known murders were committed inside his home; his victims would typically be lured to his home by force or deceptiveness. Gacy buried his victims in the crawl space of his home; at fundraising events, parades and children’s parties where he would dress as “Pogo the Clown”, a character he devised himself. Gacy was sentenced to death and spent 14 years on death row before he was executed by lethal injection in 1994.

    BTW, The Pic Above Was Drawn By John Wayne Gacy! And The Little Boy Was Probably The Only Victim To Escape The Killer!

  23. Satan666 says

    yeah, I looked him up on google. He was a serial killer. oh yeah and also I saw him on a investigator show.

  24. VoicesINmyHead19 says

    Oh God not a John Wayne Gacey story -_-” that was really creepy!!! But thanks Pete!! Hey SFK could you do a story about the Dybbuk?? That would be a GREAT addition to the site!!

  25. sweetbabe34 says

    There is a movie where they go inside his house and investigate. It’s called 8213 Gacy House on Netflix

  26. VengefullWitch says

    wikipedia said this john wayne gacy murdered minimum 33 teenage boy and young men between 1972-1978

  27. RedLily says

    Wow, interesting story! Thanks a lot for publishing this story, really make my day.
    Anyway, please write about more urban legend (I like the game part). Hey, SFK, mind to read my request?

    I was reading about ‘Pocong’ and ‘Wewe gombel’, well, that two was from Indonesia, right? Maybe you can post more about Asian ghost story, ‘Si Manis Jembatan Ancol’ (Err, in English that’s probably mean, ‘The Sweet Girl in Ancol’s Bridge’, this from Indonesia–well, I’m at Indonesia right now, and my friends talk a lot about ghost story at Indonesia).

    You know, just my opinion, but it seems you’re became seldom at posting stories, so, maybe if I can give you another opinion, I will tell you at comment section. Sorry for my bad English! Bye! ((ahthisismyfirstcommentatthissite!!))

  28. VeryScary97 says

    Omg a rugaru!!! ” I know what you’re thinking, Sam, why’d it have to be
    clowns”

  29. nightlock says

    OMG My dad is actually selling a painting on kajiji that was painted by john wane gacy!!!

  30. koolkid says

    fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!! nightmares… couch… too MANYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! scarier then that spongebob story… AND THE SPONGEBOB PICTURE EVEN BLINKED!!! BLINKED!!!

  31. CuteKittenz says

    I’d just be like Get the f*** out of my couch!!! You know thats where we put our feet, its gonna make you ill, get out of here b****!!!

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