"What is that AWFUL smell?" I asked. Then I saw the cauldron full of bubbling purple liquid. My mom was making some grape punch for the Halloween party later that night. But it couldn't be that. It smelled too good. No, this bad smell was coming from the basement. I tiptoed down the rickety stairs, fear building up inside. I walked down, and pushed the light switch. I looked around. I couldn't see anything, but then I noticed a small hole at the bottom of the wall.
I didn't want my mom to find out that something was wrong, so I had to find a way to get out of the house. I put on my Halloween Costume (Which was Charlie Brown, by the way), and told my Mom I was trick-or-treating. Then she said something that ruined my whole plan: "Take your little brother with you." So there I was, out on the streets looking for what could possibly be a dangerous monster, dragging along a 10 year old ninja. He insisted on stopping at EVERY single house, and it took forever. I was about to give up hope, when I saw a blur speed into a nearby bush.
"Stay here, Wesley. I need to go check something out real quick." I said to my little brother. "But I want candy!" To make him calm down, I gave him all my candy. This was helpful for me too, as I needed something to catch this critter in. I ran over to the bush, and I saw a shocking sight: A gargoyle!
After finishing trick-or-treating, I brought the gargoyle into my state-of-the-art interrogation room. (Also known as a closet.) "Did you smash the hole in the basement? Who do you work for? Have you read any good books lately?" I'm very good at interrogating. The gargoyle explained that he had hitched a ride in my sister's backpack and smelled my mom's grape punch. He wanted to try and make some of his own, but it didn't quite work out. "So, do you want to come to our Halloween party?" I asked him. "Sure!" He exclaimed gleefully. The Halloween party went great, and we didn't have to worry about monsters lurking around.
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