It was thanksgiving. Everyone was gonna arrive. Emily was in the kitchen with her parents, " So who's gonna make the food?" Her mom asked.

"You guys can rest in peace cuz I'm making the poisoned food." They turned to leave. Her dad left and her mom turned around, "Did you just say poisoned food?"

A smirk appeared on the teen's face as she shot the poor adult. Hearing the sound of the gun and the screeching sound of her mom screaming, her dad ran in.

She shot him too and laughed evily. "Mwahaha. You thought I'm naive now you're enslaved for life. Hahaha. Have fun resting in peace."

She said and went downstairs as the bell rang. " Hello everyone!" She said after opening the door.

Everyone shook her hand as they entered. Mom and Dad's upstairs. They'll come a while later. Sit down and have a refreshing drin.

She went in the kitchen which was upstairs, made a total of 15 glasses of orange juice and added drops of poison to each glass.

She went downstairs holding the tray. "Cipa the Hosa! Enjoy your drink." They were confused, what did Cipa The Hosa mean?

One of her aunt slowly and cautiously picked up a glass and took a sip. And she died. Everyone stared at her and she smirked, she put down the tray.

A ghost caught hold of one of her cousin. She picked up a glass full of the poisoned orange juice and poured the contents into the boy's mouth.

He fell to the ground lifelessly. The ghost caught hold of another teen girl. A tall male which was Emily's uncle ran up to her to stop her but she threw the glass at him and it break and he fell to the ground crashing into a glass lamp and dying along with the teen girl.

She shot the others as they tried to run away. She picked up an empty glass which was recently rinsed by  a ghost. Another ghost poured a red liquid into it from a jug full of blood.

She took a long sip and put the glass on the table. " You deserved it bitches!!!"