I was at a party, and nobody seemed to notice me. It was like I was a ghost. I tryed to talk to people, but they didnt seem to answer. I went over to the owner of the party, and said "hello" but SHE didnt even care. I was just walking out the door and then all the noise and the music stopped. I turned around, and everyone was gone. Everyone but a little girl, about six or seven years old. "what happend? Where is everybody? What is going on?" I asked in a small voice, almost a whisper. " D.E.A.D." she replied. " your the only one left. Prepare to die." "WAIT!!!!!" I yelled. " What is your name? " "Mikayla" she said. " but, but, but..." I stammerd. " I know, that's your name. Goodbye Mikayla, prepare to die!" "NOOOO!" I screamed. I ran out the door, but she kept on following me. " I NEED YOUR BLOOD TO LIVE!"

I got back to my house and slamed the door, The next thing I knew it, my phone rang. It was Pasha, my best friend. "GOTCHA!" Everyone screamed. I forgot it was halloween.