It was almost midnight when we drove up the long abandoned cemetary and it was chilling outside and foggy, but fortunately we brang our flash lights to guide us through the darkness that shrouded us from all around. We walked through a path that led us to the gate that was broken off its hinges and there in front of us were broken headstones that seem to stretch for miles in all direction, how eerie the sight was! We felt that something was waiting for us to come in, ready to reach out and take us down to their pit. So we muster up the courage to enter the the cemetary, flashing the light on the epitaphs and trying to read some but they were worn out with age and they were barely legible. All of a sudden lightlings flash and we heard a loud thundering sound that terrified us all and there standing was a figure covered entirely in black with a very pale face, a face that was deathly looking and it was staring in our direction with hallowed eyes, moaning out loud. It was Death! It began to swing its sickle at us and we ran out of there but out of fright I dropped my flash light and I turned to run with my friends who were ahead of me. We were all screaming as we ran but because I was having trouble seeing without my flash light I tried to keep up with my friends but I tripped on a grave stone and fell hard. Hands began to reach out of the grave and I yelled out at my friends to help me, they came back and help me get up, but more hands were clawing out of the ground, the dead were being awaken! They were all coming out of their buried ground surrounding us with outstretch arms, rotted flesh with torn and tatterd clothings, grunting and reaching toward us with hunger. We struggle to get out of there as the dead were taking hold of us but we broke lose and found our way out of the grave yard. Quickly we got in our truck and I fumbled with the key to get it into the ignition as I was filled with fright. Robert and James yelled, "Come on, let's get going!" Finally I got the truck started and we were out of there. We can't believe what we just encountered back there but what a relief it was now that we were safe, or were we? For ahead of us there was the same figure that we saw back at the cemetary in the middle of the road, it was too late to stop the truck but we went right through it. We heard it laughing an evil laughter that sent chills down our back making our hairs stand on end.

Never again did we visit the grave yard, for now we were convinced of it being haunted by the dead, for no one dares pass by it at night, and this was a warning from Death, to stay clear away from it.