~ I don't want to go in there.
* Why not ?
~ It's going to be muddy.
* No it won't. They put straw down.
~ I don't think it's a good idea.
* What .. you don't want to get your boots wet ?
~ No, it's not that. I've heard that you hear things over there.
* What things? No one's there but old head stones.
~ That's what I'm talking about. I've heard that sometimes you hear voices.
*Oh, come on. Let's go anyway.
Two college girls walk from campus
over to the very old cemetery.
It sits at the edge of town just beyond the local streets.
During the day people walk by on the way to class.
Some visitors take tours.
Most don't even notice it.
This evening while the clouds shadow the moon,
these two girls take a darkened visit.
~ What was that ?
* Nothing. Just you stepping on sticks.
The scared girl holds on tighter to her friend.
* There I see it ?
~ What ?
* That light in the corner.
~ I'm not going over there.
* I am.
And off she went into the dark
leaving the aleady frightened girl by herself.
~ Where are you ? This isn't fun. I'm going back.
As she turns around,
her friend jumps out.
* Scared you didn't I ?
Walking back into the lightened street,
they both look back at the dark.
~*Let's not do that again.
And, as the two shake their heads in agreement,
a young man comes out of the darkness.
He's not to be seen.
Only heard on those hallowed nights.
~ JC ~
(Sorry about this one. I'm a true work in process.)
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