Hey my name is Dan Howell and right now I’m hiding in my bedroom with a baseball bat hoping what I suspect to be an evil clown from another dimension doesn’t find me. But my life wasn’t always this crazy it all started earlier today when my boyfriend, Phil and I went to an auction in town. The auction was almost over when I saw it. It was the most beautiful antique mirror I had ever seen, it was about 5 ft tall had a hand-carved frame and was painted a glossy black that shimmered in the light. I instantly fell in love and Phil noticed so after a 10 minute bidding war with Mrs. Jenkins, the town's oldest resident, we finally out bid her and got the mirror. Phil and I lived in separate house because of his commitment issues so we    brought the mirror to my house. We decide to hang it up on the far side of my bedroom . After we got the mirror up we just hung out all day you know couple stuff watching TV, playing video games, and of course eating. But around 10 o'clock he said he had to go he said he didn’t want his dog to get lonely or chew up stuff. So we shared one last goodbye kiss and with that he was gone almost immediately I was bored out of my mind then i remembered the mirror. Since Phil was here i hadn’t really gotten the chance to look at it. So i made my way to my room when I reached the doorway and glanced at the mirror i swear I saw someone or something(later I would find out I had.) I convinced myself that it was nothing and that is was just tired so with that I decided to get ready for bed. I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth when i was finishing up I heard my phone go of which i had left in my bedroom. When i walked in I noticed that something was a bit off. After looking for a while I finally saw it my curtains were opened but when I left they were closed well at least i thought they were. Once again I blamed on the tiredness which was one of the biggest mistake of my life. I got into bed checked my phone it had just be an email nothing important and went to bed. I was suddenly awoken by a loud shattering sound i jerked up and looked around in the darkness to find the mirror laying on the ground completely shattered. Slightly relieved but also sad I“what a waste.” I thought to myself  I turned on the lamp and checked the time 3:41 a.m. I sighed and got out of bed to get a broom to clean the glass up. But standing in my kitchen was what appeared to be a clown? It looked to be 7 ft tall, had long black oily hair, lanky limbs and a black and white striped shirt with black pants. I must have gasped or something be it turned around and grin… a grin that sent a shiver up my spine and made my blood run cold. It seemed like we were frozen in time neither of us moving just staring at one another for what seemed like forever. Until it spoke it said in a very deep and scratchy voice “Hello my name is bubbles the clown and if you haven’t figured it out yet I have come from the mirror.” and i replied in a shaky voice “ W..what do you want?” He said “ I simply want to entertain.” He add a grin to the end of it which was very unsettling. So I did the most logical thing i could think of I ran. Into my bedroom, locked the door, and looked for the baseball bat I keep under my bed, grabbed my phone and texted Phil to get over here immediately. That was all I was able to type before I heard footsteps in the hall I raised the bat getting ready to swing. He jiggled the handle of a few seconds then everything was quiet then suddenly the door was flying across the room he slowly into the room looking around. I hit him in the back of the head as hard as I could. He fell to the ground I poked him with the bat for the moment he was out cold.  So I went for my phone to call Phil “ Dan.. Dan are you alright?” “Phil are coming?!?” I practically yelled “Yeah what’s wrong?” but when i was about to answer it groaned he was waking up! I told Phil to hurry and hung up just as I did he was on his feet now “That wasn’t very nice was it?” his voice was some how deeper. “Neither was kicking my door down.” I replied “True.’’ he said grinning like a mad man. Just when I thought this was the end I heard Phil’s voice “Dan? Dan? Are you here?” He walked into the doorway and froze. Bubbles grinned “Why hello there I’m Bubbles. Who are you?” Phil’s face was one of fear and confusion he answered his question anyway sounding strangely calm “ I’m Phil and what are you doing to my boyfriend?” “Well I was trying to talk to when he ran the hit me with a bat all because I told him i wanted to entrain.” Now Phil’s face was a curious one “And what do you mean by entrain?” Bubbles smiled a happy smile “I want to make people smile!”  “Then why don’t you? You could go join the town circus it’s only a few blocks away.” Phil said. Bubbles face was filled with childlike wonder and he didn’t even answer Phil he just turned around and left. Phil and I hadn’t heard or seen Bubbles for weeks now until one a breaking news story about a murderous psychotic clown cutting “smiles” into people’s face. When questioned he only said “I wanted to make people smile and that’s exactly what I did.”  In my head all I could do was picture his grin while saying it, that spine chilling grin.