The Graveyard

As Mark walked in the night, he stumbled across a graveyard.  He stood outside the entrance gate wondering if he should enter.  He thought to himself. Why not? It's only a graveyard. What could happen? 1

So he walked in through the two metal gates. As soon as he walked in the feeling around him changed. He felt as if he was being watch. Mark knew that no one was out there.  Its the middle of the night, who would be out there?2

~Mark was a run away, he ran away from home and he was never going back. He felt that his parents didn’t love him.  At home he was always abuse, beaten, and teased.~3

As he walked he heard a noise coming from a grave up on the hill. It sounded like a cry.  So he took a flashlight out of his black bag, he had attached to his back. 4

He started walking up the hill, the cry was becoming louder as he kept walking.  When he got up the gravestone, that he heard the cry from. He looked around it, but seen nothing. He knew that’s where it was coming from...he was positive.5

So he kept looking around it, he knelt on the ground in front of the gravestone. He put his ear against the cold cement of the stone. It sounded as if the gravestone was crying.6

That freaked him out! But he didn’t move, it was like his legs would not let him walk away. Mark was getting more creped out by that, but still he would not get up!7

Then all the sudden Mark got this feeling like he had never felt before.  He felt as if someone was ripping the skin right off his body.  His mind was saying no, but his hand reached up and touched the grave. 8

On its own his fingers were making a shape, or design of some sort he didn’t really know, on the gravestone.  He wanted to get out of there, but his body would not let him.9

When his fingers were done making the design on the grave stone, he lifted them and  looked at it. The design was the same design, he seen on the two entrance gates. If you would close the gates you would see the whole design.  10

Then all the sudden the design on the gravestone light up, with a white glowing light. Then he heard a loud noise behind him. He turned and seen that the two gates had slammed shut, locking him in.  He ran to the gates screaming. It seemed like no one could hear him, even if they were right outside the entrance. 11

He had to think fast! But he didn’t know what to do.  He decided he would have to think hard if he ever wanted to get out of there.  Thinking to himself, why did I come in here, why didn’t I just walk away. He wondered if he would ever see his friends or family again.12