You were Pennywise’s daughter, and you were just like him. You liked to eat people, just like him. Pennywise normally eats children, but your his daughter. So he cares for you, in his own psychotic way. The Losers—Bill, Stan, Eddie, Richie, Ben, Beverly, and Mike—went back to the house were they saw Pennywise before. Little did they know, Pennywise had told you to stay at the house for when they came back. The Loser’s were in the house, looking around, when Eddie spotted you peeking out from the corner of one of the walls. You were around the same height as the Losers. You had curly orange hair that reach your shoulders, yellow eyes and the same white and red—creepy—clown makeup. You were wearing a dirty white dress with red pom-poms down the middle of it, like how Pennywise had his pom-poms. You had puffy sleeves and white tights under your dress. You looked a lot like Pennywise.

Eddie: “Guys, who’s that..?” He pointed to you

The rest of the Loser’s looked at you as well