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Herbert grinned at every clown poster in his bedroom. *I can't wait to go to the circus after lunch. I can't wait to see every clown!* he thought.
The clowns' different faces appealed to Herbert. The painted smiles. The pale faces and red noses.
Herbert walked into his parents' bedroom. He saw his mother's face cream near a mirror. His grin remained. After opening the container, he placed two fingers in the cream. Herbert smeared cream all over his face. He ran into his bedroom before he found a red nose and wore it. *Now I look like a clown* Herbert thought. That was when he heard his mother's voice.
''It's time for lunch!''
Herbert ran downstairs. After entering the kitchen, he saw his parents' wide eyes. He tilted his head due to confusion. The six-year-old boy watched while his mother scowled.
''MY EXPENSIVE FACE CREAM!'' Mrs. Zomboni began to tremble with rage. ''That's it! You are never going to the circus again! You are going to spend the rest of the day in your bedroom, Herbert. That's final!'' she said.
Herbert gasped as his eyes widened. He shook his head. He scowled and focused on his parents. ''You WILL take me to the circus,'' he said in a very threatening tone.
The Zombonis gasped with terror in their eyes. What really scared them was their son's sudden cruel smile.
''Yes. We can go to the circus after a few minutes, Herbert,'' Mr. Zomboni said.
Herbert enjoyed viewing terror in his parents' eyes. *I can scare people into doing what I want. I like two things. Clowns and scaring people*
he thought.
Herbert grinned again. ''Let's eat dessert before we go to the circus.''
The End
