Song 1:
All around the dark Carnival,
Laughing Jack chased a child.
The little one thought they were safe,
POP! Jack went wild!
He stuffed there face with many treats,
He thought they were just dandy.
But then they found out that it was poisoned candy.
His work was done for the day,
He had claimed a new prize.
He cackled then so evilly,
He loved their demise.
'round and 'round
The cobbler's bench the monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought it was all in fun.
POP! Goes the weasel!
Laughing Jack has knife.
Laughing Jack has a gun
POP! Goes the weasel!
A half a pound of tupenny rice.
The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought it was all in fun.
POP! Goes the weasel!
Laughing Jack knows where you live.
Laughing Jack is a stalker.
Laughing Jack will kill you child.
POP! Goes the weasel!
Up and down the London Road.
The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought it was all in fun.
POP! Goes the weasel!
Laughing Jack is your child's best friend.
Laughing Jack is funny.
POP! Goes the weasel!
POP! Goes the weasel!
Crying at your child's funeral you'd wish to know the one who did it.
And you begged and begged that he would finally be caught.
But the sooner you will release the stress.
And the sooner he will laugh.
He likes to see you suffer.
And the sooner you will die.
You'll bleed to death on the ground looking up the sky.
He'll yank out your guts.
He'll spill out your own blood.
Your life begins to flood.
As your time of day will surely begin to drain,
Excuse your sorrow and guilt as he laughs at your PAIN!!!

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(Prologue)
I sit here and wonder why I didn't do anything, why I didn't listen to my own child, I just can't believe what that fucking clown had did to my child I tried to tell the police but they thought I was insane now I'm locked up in a insane asylum, the judge had sentenced me to ten years in the Lockhart Asylum because they assumed that I killed my own baby when I knew exactly what really happened let me explain.
Everyone shall know the truth that I'm not insane y'all need to know the events of what really happened and why I'm really here.
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(Chapter 1)
First of all I will let you know that I was just a normal mother I should tell you that my name is Allison Deckhard. And my son named Bryan he was 9 years old at the time and I loved very dearly and I'd do anything to protect him what dangers that's in this world I was just a normal mother and I was the only one raising her because my husband had left me for another woman he didn't want to have a family anymore so I was left to raise my own child but it's okay he wasn't a good father figure anyways I didn't need him and I didn't want him back either besides I could do better without him.
I know you want to get into the insanity that is my life now and how my own child is dead but trust me I wanna keep you at ease for now before we dive deep down into the events I don't wanna rush myself on getting to the incident that led me to end up in this  psycho cage that is the asylum.

Song 2:
Ring around the rosie.
Pocket full of posies.
Ashes, ashes.
We all fall down.

Ring around the rosie.
What do you suppose we can do to fight darkness in which we drown?

Ring around the rosie.
This evil thing, it knows me.
Lost ghosts surround me.
I can't fall down!

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(Chapter 2)
It all had started when I had bought a newer house and everything I had the movers with and we and by we I mean me myself and I and I had unpacked everything and put everything in my son's room and everything was pretty normal and everything so it was I ordered a pizza and two liters of soda Pepsi and Crush Orange.
Everything was fine....
Everything was........
Fine!
Except the thing was nothing was fine, and sadly I wish I had known that now than previously.
I wish that my own son was still with me he would've grown and had a future a life and a wife and kids of his own.
But I guess we all can't have perfection in all of our lives now can we?

Song 3:
London bridge is falling down.
Falling down, falling down.
London bridge is falling down,My fair lady.
Off to prison you must go,
You must go, you must go;
Off to prison you must go,
My fair lady.

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(Chapter 3)
Last night I heard my son talking to someone when he went to bed last night and I had asked him this morning who that was he was talking to last night.
He told me without looking he responded to me with these words.
"A fwiend!"
I should mention what I typed was not a misspelling my has a speech impediment where he can't say his R's correct without having them come out sounding like W's not it's important but I'd figure I'd bring it up so that way you all know that I didn't misspell "friend!" or "prefers" or "corrupted"
I sat down in the chair next to him handing him a plate of toast with strawberry jam and scrambled eggs and had asked him striking up a conversation "A friend?"
"Yeah!" He said in response.
So I asked "What's this friend of yours name?"
He said "Well I call him Captain Howdy, but he pwefews to be called Laughing Jack."
"Oh really, so where does laughing jack come from sweetie?" I asked again
He said to me in response.
"Well, he doesn't want me to say but he comes from a magical jack-in-a-box that was made by a guardian angel and he witnessed something very bad and it had cowwupted him, but he says it's ok because he only hurt kids."
"Kids?" I asked
"Yes, he only hurts the kids that had been very very bad to him!"
"Ah I see then...."
I look down as I scooted closer to him to see what he was drawing I suddenly drew cautious to what I saw what he was drawing.

It was a crudely drawn picture on black art paper with a white thin figure with a pointy cone shaped nose and crudely red drawn squiggly circles.
"Is that what Laughing Jack looks like?"
"Yes."
He had said and then later that day I sent him off to school and I decided to take a nap on the sofa because I had just suffered from a major headache.
I finally had gotten to the point of falling asleep and when I did I started to have a nightmare.

Song 4:
Look into the soft and misty skies
The moon is full and wind is blowing
Now love please don't close your eyes
I see your fear is growing
You do not have to be afraid
Darling please be brave
There's nothing out there quite like me don't you see?

Not every monster is scary
Sometimes they are on your side
I'll leave the bad ones wary
I'll gnash and bite, they'll run and hide

You don't have to fear the dead
You've tamed the monster underneaths your bed
You don't have to fear the night
Cause I'll be watching you 'til morning light

The forests mellow and the
Stars are the night is full of wonder
Should any creature threaten you
I'll tear them all asunder
You do not have to wake in fear
Cause darling I am here
Just put your hand inside of mine
We'll be fine

(Chapter 4)
I had the dream that where I woke up in a plain grassy field and I hear old 1930's carnival music and I walked towards the sound in my dream and I finally come across a old scary abandoned carnival ground that looks like it's been shut for years and not a living soul has entered.
In my dream I walked past a old cotton candy stand and stood there grinning at me as I walked and looked around was a ice cream man clown.

Here's the picture I couldn't describe him to you but the short version of my description was that if a clown dressed up as a ice cream man and if his costume was ice cream inspired and he standing under a pale orange glowing light he kept asking me saying "Come get your cotton candy!"
I didn't get scared by him but I suddenly got the sudden urge of uneasiness and just continued to walk towards the source of the sound of the creepy music.
I end up seeing a guy in a BunnyMan costume holding a red balloon one hand reaching out for me beckoning me with a finger.
I didn't go towards him.
I kept walking and a line of ghost children singing "Ring Around The Rosie" dancing in a circle with black ooze in the form of tears running out of their eye sockets and then I finally got to where the source of the noise was it was sitting there on the floor in the hall of a old funhouse and it was an old 1800's century jack in a box playing the tune to Pop Goes the Weasel as soon as it stopped and the jack in a box lid popped open and showing a miniature plush clown and then the miniature plush clown then got yanked down into the box and the box had shut for a second and had begun to convulse and jumped out of the box was a 8 foot tall lanky clown figure dressed in monochrome colors and it's skin was a pale white and black lips forming a sick and twisted smile and had pitch black eyes with diamond shaped markings on  black on one half and a dull silver color.
He then grabbed ahold of me by my throat and asking "Why are you unhappy deary?" And then I woke up in a cold sweat checking the time to see what minute has passed it 6:00 a.m. simply went "Oh Fuck Shit!" and had gotten up to get in my car to go pick up my son.

(Chapter 5)
Later on in the night I tucked my own son into bed and kissed him on the forehead telling him goodnight and then later I went to bed and fell asleep and this was where I had my second nightmare.

It was a continuation of my first nightmare where I had entered the fun house where I walked passing by each and every single room one room had a bunch dead rotting naked animated corpses crouched around a naked frightened young woman lying on the ground eventually the naked animated corpses began to tear open her torso feasting on her organs as she coughed up pools of blood.
The second room contained wailing ghostly souls of the dead and tortured and damned wailing and crying phrases "Free us!" or "Please let us go!" and one of them crying out the phrase "He won't let us leave, he won't let us move on we are forever trapped here damned for eternal hell we are his toys we are his puppets and he's the master."
I suddenly then felt the uneasy feeling of fear that this Dark Carnival was really disguised as a literal inescapable hell for those who are damned for the eternal lifetime.
And that this Laughing Jack was the keeper of souls, the torturer of the hellish damned, this twisted demonic figure that took on the form of a clown with the sickening personality of a evil dark jester.
And worse of all my own child is friends with this hellish thing.
The third room contained weirdly enough as odd as it sounds coming from my mouth the room had a stone mideval wall and on it was smoked barbecue meat.
I know I know but trust me I understand what you're thinking:
"How is a room with smoked meats scary?"
And all I can say is just sit and listen as I tell you on what was about to unfold alright so just listen as what I did next.
Purposely I went into the room and the pale blue lighting had suddenly changed to a whimsical crimson red color and suddenly a demonic evil voice spoke out of thin air as I stood there in front of a table looking dumb foundingly at a long table of the same smoked meat as the voice had said "Nooow for the dinner show...."
I suddenly then looked around to yet again to find the noise and I did not have a good feeling about what was yet to happen as the ominous voice had spoke once more saying "......And the main course is YOU!!!"
Suddenly then I screamed as the wall of linked sausages had come to life and grabbing me around my throat and pulling me into the meat wall pinning me there and the stone wall had became pulsating flesh and then suddenly the linked sausages then became slimy fleshy tentacles and then mouths with humanoid like teeth opened by themselves and slimy wet thick tongues slithered out and began to lick my entire body and the mouths began biting and tearing off chunks of my flesh eating me alive then suddenly I wake up in a cold sweat and I gotten the sudden nerve to climb out of bed and run to my son's room to check on him I don't know why but I guess it was a mother's instinct as I assumed it was that reason why I ran to my son's room and burst open the door and to find completely fine he awoke to see me in tired confusion asking me "Mommy are you ok?" I said back "Yeah!" And he plopped back down face first into his pillow falling asleep and I headed back off into bed.

As I later went to bed I had failed to notice the tall shadow figure standing right behind me leaning in the doorway.
But that would be explained away very easily by my extremely tired state.

(Chapter 6)
I had picked up my son from school early and well honestly I was quite pissed at him for what he did I had gotten a phone call from the school principal saying that he had gotten angry at a kid that bullies him constantly non stop when he's at school and had decked him across the face and he fell into the gravel and mulch playground down the slide and the kid son pushed ended up with a broken arm when we had gotten home I had asked him calmly because I didn't wanna yell at him because that would have him bursting into tears.
"Why did you hit the kid?" I asked him later he kept telling me over and over saying "It wasn't my fault, Laughing Jack told me to do it!"
I just punished him and sent him to his room I just couldn't deal with it any longer with what he was telling me there's no way that this thing was real but my nightmares said otherwise.

(Chapter 7)
I saw my son sitting outside doing nothing it looked liked he was playing with something but I couldn't tell because the fact that he was far mainly because the house I lived had a pretty big backyard.
I saw him eating candy I don't know where he got it from or who he got it from but I quickly took it away from him and sent him inside the house and I just assumed he got it from a neighbor or someone although I will say the candy looked really colorful.

(Chapter 8)
Um I found a dead gutted cat on my front porch this morning when I had got up I don't know how it got there.
And honestly I don't know who did it either as well.
The sight of it made me feel sick.
I don't want to describe it but let's just say it looked like it had been squeezed to death.
Sorry but I wanna keep it very vague in detail I don't wanna gross anybody out.
But my son was pissed off at me yesterday because I punished him and sent him to his room because a really expensive case I had owned got broke I feel so bad for the kid I can only imagine how upset he is with me.
Ever since he's been with this imaginary friends laughing jack of his he hasn't really been acting like his normal self I don't know what it is with but he's had an attitude with me since yesterday I took that candy off of him.