The Red Slime 

            I was walking home when I saw some sort of dark red slime.  Curiosity got the best of me and I went to go check it out.  The slime dripped through the bark of the tree and landed on my shirt.  It took me a second to realize that the slime was not slime.  It was blood; I freaked out.  I quickly phoned the cops.

After a lot of confusion, the police showed up ten minutes later. A lot of time had passed and I was beginning to panic again. But finally, the police officers explained to me what I did not understand. “This is no blood.  It’s very dark maple syrup.”  My face was turning red.  I had never felt that embarrassed in my life.