I am walking down the gravel road, eating a burger, when I hear the bell. I knew it was him. There was talk, and the bell only rings when something bad is happening. I drop my burger, and run down the street-having to hold onto my red ball nose as it almost comes flying off.1
"Jake, get in here!" I hear someone yell from inside the tent. I turn inside and see a mass of colorful waves, rushing in all directions. I look around for the voice, and finally see the head Clown, Master, talking to some of the young ones. They look scared, their makeup running down their face. When they take off, he comes to me and says, "Take out the balloons."2
-Gasp- Is it that bad? He confirms, yes. We have to attack. I run off to storage, as Master tries to get the attention of everyone else. "Clowns, my folk. A-tten-tion!" I hear no more, as I gather the materials that we need. I put the balloons and buckets of water in a wheelbarrow and walk briskly back to where they were now standing in straight lines singing "Sh-boom" by the Crew Cuts. "March, trilalalalalalalala, march!" and we moved in position. Every clown was handed materials and told the signal upon which they were to attack on. We were supposed to be quiet until then-no noise whatsoever.3
Right when it became uncomfortable, he came in sight. It was horrible, he has millions of ants with them! But we, we would defend our oath. Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen, started blaring on a nearby speaker and he and his 'army' started to wither. They could not stand that, and with balloons, we could defeat them. So Queen was our signal.4
We started throwing, they started spitting. Water was everywhere, so was blood. Ants are dying, but the clowns were dying faster. I had to do something. But what? WHAT? I look around, and see Master nowhere. Wait...Master? He was the bravest and...oh. I see him now. He's hiding behind him. Getting reading to attack-OH MY GOD I have to distract him. I command our troops to attack him, only him.5
We start throwing and Master attacks. It worked. He's defeated. The attack is over. The Attack of the Clowns is definitely over...6
Author notes
"This is why we can't have anything nice!"
A contest entry
- Attack of the Clowns by Mazzon.
250 points, ended April 14, 3 entries
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I basically wrote this story with no preperation; no bright idea ("OH! I should write this" none of that) Am I good at that kind of writing?
Comments
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Sounds like you had a Big Mac Nightmare. A story with a cute premise. I only wish I knew what the clowns were fighting. An army of ants and a mysterious "He"? The writing itself was good but the story was a bit confusing.
I only found a few mistakes listed below:
para 2--line 1-- I here someone yell--should be 'hear'
para 4---he had millions of ants with them----went from singular 'he' to plural 'them'.
para 5--OMG should be Oh my God--unless you are writing a story about text messaging never use it in a story.
Good luck in the contest. Keep on writing!
Sincerely,
IGW -
I wasn't sure if I should have laughed or cried. It was good. Good battle scene.

Good luck in the contest.
Brooke


