My Scarriest Moment

My older cousin Marissa convinced me that it would be fun to go to a haunted house with her and her friends. Little did I know that the reason she wanted me to go was that her mom, my aunt, told her that she could only go if she had an adult to go with her. Marissa approached my mother asking her if she would take her and my mom said that she would be fine with it as long as I was fine with going. Long story short she got us out to Phobia ( the haunted house) when we walked in Marissa told us she and her friends wanted to go to the clown phobia haunted house first. We made our way over there and I was 10 at the time this all happened, I had no idea people were scared of clowns, we went in and the first thing I saw was a clown with the usual outfit, the only difference was that it was covered in fake BLOOD! I freaked out and had to stay behind my mothers back the rest of the way with my eyes squeezed shut. When we made it out my mother announced that she needed to use the restroom, so we went in the direction of the porta potties. As we walked along there were workers in costume out side of the haunted houses scaring people who didnt expect it. There was a clown that I didnt see that jumped out from behind a false wall that was in the middle of the walk way for some reason. The clown jumped out and I freaked out it was closer to me than I thought and when it jumped out I screamed and, my arms shot out, and I started scratching the clowns make up off before I realized what was happening. When I realized what was happening I stopped and my mother made me apologize to the clown. We finally made it to the pita potties and we waited for my mother to finish up there, was another false wall in front of the porta potties that no one noticed untill my mother came out and started walking towards us when she was about to pass the false wall the clown jumped out and screamed BOO at her she just about screamed her head off. It was so funny and everyone laughed for the rest of the night about it. When we went home that night I jumped at every sound and thought that things were moving when I looked away I was so freaked out and I thought everything as out to get me. I haven't been to a haunted house in 6 years scince then.