The Party In Peace Cake
by Nicola Williams
The creaking rusty gate that leads to a spooky dark cemetery on a cold frosty night, a faint howl on the wind and the rustle of whats left of the leaves on the trees. A thundering crack that fills the air and shakes the ground beneath your feet marks the moment, this is the day of the dead and they all want to come out and play….
He breaks free and rises, costume check, scary lantern check, delicious molten chocolate cake check!
The one thing missing, cobwebs, ah to be able to go back in time!
The whole gang is here, blood thirsty vampire, nerdy witch and a good old ghoul.
When the children sleep the real fun begins…This is the day that sends chills up the spine.
Happy Halloween!
Nelipot Lane 