Killer Clown

It was an ordinary day, walking home after a long day at school. I go through the park as usual. I heard rustling nearby. Suddenly, a clown jumps out a bush. He had a mallet and I knew it was a killer clown. I ran away quickly, but he was catching up. I’m near my home, I open my door and quickly run upstairs. I grabbed the matches under the cabinet. I threw the lit match at the clown, but I missed. As the smoke cleared, I saw nothing, but two eyes and a big red smile staring at me.