A Spooky Transformation

You said you wanted me to become Ghostface, so I went right back to the hallway coat stand. I carefully unhooked the long black hood and draped the soft fabric right over my curls, letting it cascade past my shoulders. Then, taking the pale rubber mask in both hands, I lifted it up to cover my face and tiptoed over to the mirror. Looking through the black mesh eyeholes, I threw both arms wide to make a sudden, dramatic jump. But catching my bright purple jersey still poking out underneath made me stop. I think I look far more cheerful than terrifying, but I tried my very best.