That particular Friday night, the trees swayed against the wind, frogs croaked, owls hooted and dogs howled making an orchestra of sounds all together, sending shivers up and down my spine as I walked down the path of St.(insertanyfrigginnameyouwant)cemetery.
Shadows moved quickly, swallowing up the earth making everything dark and afraid.
The crisp, clean air was still and eerily quiet as the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
Hope you enjoyed! I'll probably update every Friday afternoon or something.
So if you liked this one you can use it. I just want a bit of credit. Thank you!
~ Mentally Disturbed Llama♥♥♥