The Punch

"What is that AWFUL smell?" I asked. Then I saw the cauldron full of bubbling purple liquid. It's probably just the punch for the Halloween party, at least I thought. At the moment my mother was out getting decorations for the party. I looked at the strange purple liquid again and wondered what it would taste like. Curiosity got the best of me, I started walking to the cauldron. Each step closer got me more curious. Then I felt someone or something tug my hoodie, I turned around slowly. As I turned around I thought it might have been my mother. She wouldn't be home yet, would she? Then, to my horror I saw two terrifying eyes staring at me that belonged to a hideous face that was covered with warts! I screamed as louder than I thought I ever could! I didn't think it could get any scarier until the "thing" was pulling it's own face off! I let of another bone chilling scream. I was closing my eyes hoping the monster wouldn't hurt me, until it tapped my shoulder. I opened my eyes slowly to find my father laughing with a mask in his hand. "You can't have the punch yet!" he said whilst laughing "You'll have to wait till the party!". Then we both laughed and waited for my mother to get home to decorate.