The door swung open, and by then my breathing was so intense. The man that had done my make-up before walked in, shut the door behind him and locked it. I was relived and perplexed so i just stared confused. He grabbed a stall and sat down in front of me. His look was just as confused as i was. "Girl, tell me whats wrong." I took a huge deep breathe and told him everything. "And that is why i'm here." He thought for a second and pushed the stool back into its original position. I saw a glimpse of sadness in his eyes. He started to speak "I had the same problem, I also got invited to a party, in an unknown location. I was a bored, dumb and vulnerable teen and drove straight there. Its happened to only me and you and i'm certain about this because i talk and know everybody in this Huge town." My mind was blank so I stared at him in shock with my mouth hanging i open. I asked if he had a friend, "He was my boyfriend, actually, and he drunk the poison. I cried over it for weeks and I still haven't move on. It hurts alot." I looked at him in pity "At least we know that we both aren't alone. I'm glad I know someone that has the same experience."
