It was quite a silly thing. The tea party theme, the people. It had been a normal day of school until we were invited to come. I was passed a pretty floral dress and a black wig everyone was handed a mask. We were assigned seats and were given food. We talked amongst ourselves.

I jumped as the lady next to me began to seizure. Limbs moving erratically. Spit began to gather at her mouth. She fell over, onto the floor. The silence of the room took over.

The food had been poisoned.

A lump in my stomach seemed to drop and people around me begin to throw up. The girl beside me in red had not moved the entire meal. The answer made known as she also had fallen over due to the stripped shirt girls seizure. Her mask falllen off her face showed the hollow eyes of a skeleton.

The last thing I heard was a scream. I’ll never know it had been mine.