Thump, Thump, Thump! Leah’s heart was beating ten miles a minute in anticipation about what she was about to do. She threw on her old white dress that she’d cut up, putting a little white paint on her face and pilfering her mom’s eye shadow. Boom, crappy zombie costume. She made sure everything looked relatively ok, then pulled open her window, climbing onto the roof and dropping to the ground. Luckily, she lived close to the haunted house, so she didn’t have to take her car and alert her parents. She ran down the street, soon arriving at the party. She found her group, panting.
Approachable