Young Writers Society

Quick note: Oh boy I am so bad at grammar and putting together sentences. I am expecting a lot of reviews on that. My head is filled with many crazy ideas and I want to share them. Even if they come out not so great. I want to create new heroes and villains! I want to make something along the lines of Marvel or DC. Obviously not as good. But new. Also, treat these as episodes and not really chapters. I hope you enjoy!

Kids birthday parties are always a ton of fun. Laughing, screaming, and lots of running around. Once in a while you would hear some crying too, but that doesn’t stop the excitement.

Everyone knows that a party is not a party without two things. First, you need the cake. The couple of pounds of sugar that will make your little ones hit the ceiling, back down, and then the ceiling again. The second final ingredient to a birthday party is the surprise! Every party needs a surprise, especially a children’s party.

Samantha threw a birthday party for her little six year old son Ryan. She could really put together a party. Almost every kid in the neighborhood was over her house. She wanted Ryan to enjoy his childhood even though his father passed away a year earlier. Anything she could do for him, she would do.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

“That must be the surprise!” She exclaimed.

All the kids were excited and gathered around the door. Ryan pushed his way through the crowd and grabbed his moms hand.

“Ready kids?” she asked as she reached for the door handle.

“Ready!” all the kids yelled at once.

The door swung open. The faces of the children changed from happy smiles to horrified looks. Ryan let out a loud scream and the children bolted in every direction. All confused, Samantha turned to look at the guest.

“Not again..” Said the clown.

“You know how hard it is to find a job these days? Especially after that scary movie came out?”

“I am so sorry, but please still come in” said Samantha and gestured to the clown to come in.

He entered the house holding his big suitcase full of surprises. The kids were peeking out from different areas of the house. Back in the days clowns were popular. Now, they are just very scary.

“This is already pretty humiliating but do you think I could use the restroom?” nervously asked the clown.

“Of course! It’s down the hall and to the left” answered Samantha as she started to gather the children in the living room. “We will be waiting.”

Locking the door behind him, the clown stared at himself in the mirror. White face with big red lips and nose. Crazy green hair and ridiculous clothes. He let out a deep sigh and walked over to the toilet. Just as he relaxed he jumped from a horrifying sound of children screaming.

“oh no!” he said realizing he just completely missed the toilet.

Quickly he began cleaning up as he heard the kids calm down. Maybe Samantha told them he’s coming and they all got scared again. He quickly washed his hands and put on the biggest fake smile he possibly could and walked out of the bathroom.

That smile quickly flipped upside down and he hid back in the bathroom when he saw an unfamiliar man with a white face, wearing black, and a gun in his hand! Breathing heavily with his back up against the bathroom wall, the clown didn’t know what to do. He heard the creaking of the floor when the man was walking.

“This is the end” He quietly whispered with his eyes closed.

“The world is better off without another scary clown.”

As soon as he said that, he remembered back in the day all the children he has made so happy. All those smiles flooded his memory. He knew he couldn’t give up. He had to show the world that not all clowns are evil.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a balloon. He blows it up and lets it fly through the air. The white faced man turns and follows the balloon. At that time, the clown gathers all his courage and charges at the man with his big clown feet stomping across the floor. He extends out his fist and nails the man right in the nose. White face was now on the ground knocked out cold. The clown jumped up and down holding his fist from the pain.

“Holy balloon animals that hurt!”

Pulling out more balloons, he tied the man’s legs and hands together.

He then peaked over into the living room and saw another man who has hurdled the kids and the moms into the corner. He was dressed the same way as the one he knocked out. He turned to look towards the clown. The clown quickly pulled his head back and hid behind the door. He wasn’t sure if the evil man was coming or not. He kept his hands in his pockets. He had many surprises in his pockets. Slowly, he peaks around the door and to his surprise the second white faced man was there. As the man began raising his gun up, the clown quickly pulled out two cans of silly string and started spraying them in the guys face making it very colorful. Quickly dropping the cans, the clown jumps in the air and using both of his feet, kicks the man in the chest. The table and hard floor did the rest of the work when the man hit his head and fell to the ground knocked out.

Samantha ran up and helped the clown get to his feet asking “Are you ok?”

He looked at her and said “I’m not getting paid enough to do this.” A smile appeared on his face and began to laugh.

At this time all the children ran up to their new hero. Ryan stepped forward and gave the clown a hug.

“what’s your name?” Ryan asked.

Like any hero, the clown slowly lifted his head and looked off into the distance. He raised his hands and put them on his hips and said, “I am Bogo the clown.”