It all happened when I was a kid.
Every night strange noises were coming from my closet. And every morning a shiny yellow balloon came out of my closet. I told my parents but they didn’t believe me.
But then one day as I was getting ready for school I heard a scratching noise from my closet. I opened it and I saw someone in it. It was a clown. It had sharp thin claws.
When I closed it the clown made a roar and my parents heard it. They raced up to see what was going on. The clown disappeared into something tiny. We felt hopeless.
We didn’t know what to do so we moved out of the house and now I live in New York.