This is a true story about how I was pranked by teenagers when I was 5. I lived in a small town that was considered relatively safe. There was a park behind the court I lived in. My parents literally had no qualms with me playing there at night since it was so safe. Anyways, one night I’m just swinging on the swings and this teenager maybe 16/17 years old approaches me in a panic. Says his friend disappeared and he didn’t want to search for him alone. Being naive and good natured I instinctively wanted to help. We go throughout the neighborhood looking for his “friend” Eventually we came to this massive bush. I’m talking like 20/30 feet wide like ten feet deep. It wasn’t super dense, I knew because I had played in it before. Anyways as we’re approaching this bush his so called friends starts crawling out of it screaming “Noooooo someone help me.” He gets “dragged” back into the bush. The guy I was with rushes over to the bush while I stayed a little bit behind him. As soon as he got to the bush he got dragged in too. I start losing it. That’s when three guys dressed in clown masks come out from the bush and start chasing me. Being 5 and having absolutely no idea what’s going on I lost my sense of direction and ran down a dead end alley behind some houses. They cornered me and started taunting me. I pissed myself and started screeching at the top of my lungs. That’s when they took their masks off and the guy who had enlisted my help was one of them. And they all high fived and left me there. To this day I’m terrified of clowns and I hate them. No one believes me that this happened, a reoccurring theme in my life, as I’ve had several fucked up things happen to me. Oh well. Anyways, I hope wherever those a****** are, that they have drug problems and can’t sleep at night.