Tell a scary story about a clown mask stuck on head and getting tired.

Maybe the mask is cursed. In many scary stories, objects can be cursed, and when someone uses them, bad things happen. So the curse could be making it stick and draining the person's energy.

Once there was a little girl who moved into an old house. In the attic, she found a clown painting. Every night, she would hear strange giggles. One night, she woke up to see the clown in the painting had moved closer. Its eyes seemed to follow her everywhere. She was so scared that she couldn't move. Eventually, she mustered the courage to run out of the room and never went back to that attic again.

Once there was a picture of a clown in an old attic. At night, when the moon shone through the window, the clown in the picture seemed to move. Its eyes followed anyone who entered the attic. A young girl, curious, stared at it for too long. That night, she had nightmares of the clown coming out of the picture and chasing her through a dark maze.

Once upon a time, there was a creepy clown that lurked in an old, abandoned circus tent. At night, its red nose glowed in the dark as it made strange noises. People who passed by the tent could hear its maniacal laughter. One brave kid peeked inside and saw the clown's distorted face and long, sharp fingernails. He ran away as fast as he could, and ever since, that area has been known for the terrifying clown that might still be there.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lily. One day, she received a clown doll as a gift. At night, when she was sleeping, she heard strange giggling. She opened her eyes and saw the clown doll's eyes seemed to glow red. The next day, she tried to throw the doll away, but it always reappeared in her room. Every night, the giggling got louder and scarier. Eventually, Lily was so terrified that she moved out of the house.

In a small village, there was a legend about a cursed mask. It was made by an evil sorcerer long ago. A young man, thinking it was just a story, found the mask. When he wore it, his mind was filled with dark thoughts. He started to act strangely, scaring the villagers. The mask seemed to have a life of its own, making him do things he would never do, like attacking his friends. It took a powerful exorcism to finally free him from the mask's curse.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who found an old clown puppet in the attic. At night, when she was asleep, the puppet would come to life. It would creep up to her bed with its big red nose and wide, painted - on smile. The girl would wake up to find it staring at her with its glassy eyes. Every time she tried to run, it would move faster than she could. Eventually, she was so scared that she refused to go to her room ever again.

Once upon a time, there was an old, dusty attic filled with forgotten things. In the corner, there stood a clown clock. Every night at midnight, the clown's eyes would start to glow red. Its hands would move erratically, ticking louder and louder until it felt like the sound would drive you mad. One night, a curious child went up to the attic and as soon as the clock struck midnight, the clown seemed to come alive, its painted smile turning into a menacing leer. The child ran out of the attic, never to return again.

In an old, abandoned amusement park, an evil clown doll was left behind. It had been there for years. One day, a group of teenagers decided to explore the park. When they entered the hall of mirrors, they saw the reflection of the evil clown doll moving on its own. As they turned around, the actual doll was right there. It started chasing them, its tiny feet making a clicking sound on the broken tiles. They tried to escape but the clown seemed to be everywhere, always just a step behind them.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who found a pair of old clown gloves in an attic. The fingers on those gloves were long and crooked. At night, she heard strange scratching noises coming from the corner of her room. When she turned on the light, she saw the clown fingers moving on their own, inching closer to her bed. She was so terrified that she couldn't even scream.