I went to fright fest with my mom when I was 12 long after that last clown experience. It was at night where everything started to get scary. Clown # 1 was chasing me with a knife, I cried literally. Clown # 2 Stared me down in the parade which gave me shivers. Clown #3 Was behind me smelling my hair!!! Creepers!!!!!!!! I never want to go to fright fest without a handful of friends and my bf.