Graveyard

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I've always liked the graveyard. It's always where I go to think, or read, or casually act like the walking dead. Not that I do that very often.

It's always quiet in the graveyard, some might say "a little too quiet..." Just before a zombie eats their brains for dinner, maybe has a chalice of their blood for wine, but I don't really believe in zombies. Come to think of it, I don't believe in much. Hope, the bible, zombies, the government trying to take over our brains until we are literally completely insane. You think of it, I'll find a way to not believe in it. Not that I'm a negative person, quite the opposite, actually.

I just hate everyone and everything.

Back to the graveyard. It's quiet and serene, let's me think. Not to mention freak people out.

I mean, can you imagine the conversations once people see me just casually lounging around gravestones?

"Mummy, that weird girl is here again..."

"I know, just don't look her in the eye. You don't want to be turned into stone, do you?"

"No, mummy,"

Yup, guess I'm Medusa now. Oh well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. The connection to a mythical creature, not turning people into stone. I'm just a little sad I didn't get connected to a pegasus. Pegasus's are cool.

Like bowties. Bowties are cool.

❇❇❇ this was the stupidest thing I've ever written and it had no plotline. Just your typical, boy meets girl. But creepy themed, where the girl doesn't know that the boy is actually dead and only wants to meet her in the graveyard because he's fucking dead. Or you could make it boyxboy, girlxgirl, MANXTABLE, I don't care. Have fun. Please don't use the text, just use the plotline I scribbled down here. ❇❇❇

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