HORROR BIRTHDAY

CHAPTER 1

It was Faith's 7th birthday party. All of her friends had shown up for the celebration. Even her parents were there in spirit. She had lost her mom and dad in a car accident.

But that didn't get her down. It was her birthday! She was having a party at her favorite place on Earth, The Party Palace. She had loved it here. All her favorite games and prizes and people were there.

About 20 or 25 kids showed up with their parents. Her grandmother was in charge of the party and all the get together and such.

Faith was over playing in ball pit along with some of her friends.

"Are you having fun Faith?" asked Sally, one of her best friends.

"I am. I am so happy, nothing can ruin this day," said Faith as she jumped up and went back first into the balls.

"Wheel!" she said laughing followed by an evil laughing chuckle.

Faith got up from the balls and looked to where the laughing was coming from.

Far off in the corner, there was a clown game that no one had touched in years. It was full of cobwebs and the lights didn't show as bright as the other games did.

The game was called Clowning Around.

On top of the game were two clowns. One was in a red and white suit with big red hair and to match was a smile with yellow teeth with red lips smiling.

"That game creeps me out," said Faith as she exited the ball pit and put on her sneakers.

"I know. It freaks all the kids out," said her other friend Tom.

"How come no one plays it?" asked Faith.

"It's an urban legend. Anyone who plays the game dies one week afterwards. I don't even know why they even bother leaving it out. It should be in the dump anyway," said Tom.

"How do you know all this?" asked Faith.

"Another friend of mine played it and I never heard from him again," said Tom.

"I doubt that," said Faith, flipping her brunette hair over her shoulder.

"You think I'm lying?" said Tom crossing his arms.

"I bet you are," said Faith smiling.

"Ok, fine. Go play the game and then we will see who's lying," said Tom.

Regina's smile faded and she looked over at the game.

"Or are you scared?" teased Tom in front of Faith's other guests. The adults paid no mind to them.

"I'm no chicken," said Faith as she walked right over to the game and pushed the start button.

But nothing happened.

"It must be broken," said Faith over her shoulder to her friends.

She didn't even see the eyes of the clown look from straight ahead and downwards right to her.

Faith turned back and noticed that the eyes seemed off, but she brushed it off and walked back to her party and just in time too. It was getting ready for her to blow out the candles on her unicorn cake.

While all her guests sang happy birthday to her, Faith couldn't help but look over her shoulder and over to the Clown Game.

The game looked even creepier in the dark, but the lights looked like they were growing brighter and brighter.

"Faith?" asked a female voice.

"Huh?" asked Faith as she looked back to her cake. All eyes were on her.

"Did you make a wish?" asked her grandmother on her right hand side of her chair.

"Uh not yet," said Faith, but she closed her eyes and thought for a few moments.

What do I want in my life? I have everything I want so far. A home and people who love me, but what's lacking is adventure. I wish for adventure, thought Faith.

Then she blew out the candles.

Everyone applauded. But then the doors blew open and wind gusted into the Party Palace, making almost all the decorations fall down.

Everyone started screaming, meaning the kids, and running to their parents arms. Faith just sat there staring at the door watching most of the wind knock most of her birthday decorations down.

"Grandma, what's happening?" she asked getting up from her chair.

"We got to get the doors closed sweetie," said her grandma in a loud voice.

And so everyone did. The doors were closed and the decorations were getting put back up.

Faith and her friends pigged out on cake and ice cream for the remainder of her party.

But Faith still had an uneasy feeling.

She kept looking over her shoulder at that damn game.

Eventually all good things had to come to an end. And so it was that her 7th birthday party was over. All the parents and kids had left leaving two associates, Faith, and her grandma to clean up after the party...

"Thank you all for coming!" said Faith as she waved goodbye to her friends.

Faith went back inside and helped her grandmother clean up. All her presents her Grandma and herself had already loaded into the car.

Faith sat down on a chair while waiting for her grandma to come and gather her up for the ride home.

"Faith honey, I have to go to the managers' office and take care of some business. You wait right here for me ok?" asked her grandma.

"Ok," said Faith.

And so she waited. And she was alone. The lights had been turned off, the games were off, and place had looked deserted.

"It's scary," said Faith.

"And it's about to get worse," said a male voice from the corner of the Party Palace.

"What? Who's there?" asked Faith, getting off the chair and to find the source of the voice.

In the corner, the Clown Game was still on; the machine was rocking back and forth, banging and making a loud racket.

Faith's mouth was open and she was about to scream, but she was just speechless as two hands, then arms came out of the game. Then the head, chest, waist, thighs, calves, and feet came out of the game.

It was a clown; a very scary looking clown.

"Who are you?" asked Faith looking up at him while backing away.

"You're doom," said the Clown. He smiled evilly.

"NO!" screamed Faith as she ran for the doors. She didn't even want an explanation. All she wanted was out.

But the doors were chained shut and padlocked.

Faith screamed and screamed.

She remembered her grandmother in the managers' office, but the office was on the other side of the Party Palace. She couldn't go that way; otherwise she'd be captured by the crazy clown.

"Someone help me!" said Faith as she saw the Clown making it's advance towards her.

Faith cried as she slumped down onto the floor and covered her head waiting for the blow to come.

But it never did. Instead she heard the Clown screaming. She looked up and he was entranced in a bright light of coloring. And the coloring was coming from the stage in the center of the building.

She looked and saw that a number of fuzzy small bears had come to the rescue.

The Clown turned and faced the bears still screaming until he couldn't take anymore of the beaming lights hitting him. He collapsed on the floor.

Faith had seen the entire performance. She didn't stand up, but instead inched herself closer to the stage.

"Thank you. But who are you?" asked Faith.

The bears got to the edge of the stage and a small tan bear and a purple looking horse came forward.

"We are the Care Bears," said the small tan bear.

"And we are the Care Bear Cousins," said the purple horse.

"The Care Bear Family," they all said in unison.