brown stress balloon

I have put brown rice In a balloon but then I kicked it and it popped. it was not scary I have never not been scared in my fritening life. I rided away from my house before i left i told my mum that I was going to my friends house. on the way I saw a clown it had a brown balloon in it’s hand it had a crooked neck it was running strate to me. i rode strate around it kept following me. I saw my friends house i nocked on the door the door opened no one was home but i heard a scream I ran away.