*My POV*

I was at home after our whole ordeal with Ben. I was sitting in my room when I heard a door open. "Mom?" I asked but no response. I got off my bed and opened my door, only to see it pitch black in my house.

My heart began pounding as I tried to turn the lights on, but nothing seemed to work. Slowly, I began to walk down the stairs, causing them to creak with each step I took. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw one lamp on in the kitchen. 

I walked into the kitchen, only to see nothing. But a simple piece of paper under the light. I walked over and looked at the paper. 'GUESS EIGHT LEGS ARE BETTER THAN TWO'. I tensed as I heard something moving.

I slowly turned to see eight legs in the darkness, only to see glowing eyes in the dark. I began to breathe rapidly as the legs slowly approached, causing me to back away. But as the legs moved faster causing me to stumble over my own feet and onto the ground.

I looked up only to see the glowing eyes... belonging to a clown. He grinned darkly at me before opening his mouth full of razor-sharp teeth and leaped towards me, causing me to scream in fright.

Suddenly, I woke up from my nightmare. I shot up panting softly as I got out of bed. I grabbed everything I needed and raced out of the house.

*3rd POV*

Beverly opened the door to her home and tried to walk quietly and looked into the living room, only to not see her father, which caused her to walk again, only for her father to walk out of the bathroom, making her stop.

"Hi, daddy." Beverly said. "Hey, Bevvie. Whatcha got there?" He asked. "Just some things." Beverly told him. "Like what?" He asked taking the bag from her and seeing what was inside. Her father pulled her close and sniffed her hair.

Beverly stayed dead still. "Tell me you're still my little girl." He said. "Yes, daddy." Beverly whispered. He let her walk around him as he went to the living room. Soon, Beverly was in the bathroom with scissors.

She began chopping her hair off with the scissors until it was above her shoulders. She looked at herself in the mirror as tears fall down her face. 

*My POV*

I was watching the boys clear their throats from behind as I tried not to puke at how disgusting it sounded. They all spit, and Eddie's landed on the ledge. "Oh, my God, that was terrible. I win." Richie said to Eddie.

"You won?" Eddie asked. "Yeah." Richie said. "Did you see my loogie?" Eddie asked. "That went the farthest! It's by distance." Richie said. "Mass. It's always been mass. "W-W-What is mass?" Richie asked causing me to roll my eyes.

"Who cares how far it goes? It matters how cool it looks, like it's green or it's white or juice and fat." Eddie said. "Gross, Eddie! That's disgusting!" I said disgusted as I tried not to puke. "All right." Bill said.

"Thanks for that." Eddie said. "That was terrible." Richie said. "Who's first?" Bill asked as they all looked at the water below. "We'll go." A voice said from behind us, causing us all to turn to see who it was.