The Graveyard

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Graveyard

I don’t know how I got there, but there I was walking around alone in a graveyard feeling eerily uncomfortable. It was dusk and the moon was out, radiating a soothing white light wherever possible. I heard the ominous sound of an owl hooting away in the distance. It was both annoying and irritating. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up for no apparent reason. I turned around and looked at the surroundings that I was in. As I turned I saw headstones. Each one had engraved on ‘A Williams– my name- nothing else. I was really starting to get scared now and the gentle breeze now seemed to travel through my physical being leaving me feeling as cold as the ice. I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. As I opened my mouth the air seemed to dry it within an instance and it became as dry as an old wooden floor. My voice and speech disintegrated into ashes as I tried to scream. But why?

Was I dead or was I dreaming? I decided that I must have been imaging it. I tried to shake these uncomfortable thoughts out of my head, but something kept them there. I realised I would not be able to get rid of these thoughts if I stayed where I was and so I told myself to keep on walking. I didn’t know where I was going or even where I was but a small invisible force seemed to be pushing me forward.

As I walked away from the headstones I heard something. It sounded like water moving, it seemed to be coming from under a bridge. Water was slowly, splashing against the pebbles. When I looked down I saw that the water was like a miniature whirlpool that seemed to be pulling me down under the surface. I watched it for a couple of moments but then quickly moved my sight away as I felt it was pulling me down with the water. Strangely, I found myself wondering whether or not there were any fish in the lake and if there were any, were they alive or not? Whilst I looked over the bridge I had noticed a shadow covering mine. It was dark and big, but not enormous, I was not really sure what it was, but it sent a chill from the top of my head right down to the rest of my body and into the ground I was standing on. It was a bit like an electric shock.

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I turned around and saw a big, black silhouette which looked vaguely human. For this reason I went to have a look at it. It was certainly something solid. As I got closer I noticed that it looked more like a vampire- a person in a cloak with its hands in front of its hands were reaching out, holding something. I was tempted to reach out and see what was in those unearthy hands but I found that my hands were held close to my body as if by some invisible rope. They looked as though they would crumble ...

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