the Grave Yard

it was the 1865.. You were Walking around the grave yard at day, with your mother of course, until when you faced her, she was holding a gun, the next thing you know, Your vision went black

by your death, Your mom barried you and made you a grave.. until then, you had started a grave yard..death by death more graves lining up

you were the strongest ghost here, had so much more, anger, revange, sadness..years passed by As you got used to it

As you got used to it, you were the protecter of this grave yard, protecting the dead ones, the spirits.. When ever a trouble maker comed here

soon enough. The trouble maker you would deal with parasite's in a easy way

it was 2024. Long time now, it was 3am As you heard some comontion around, when you saw what was happening, you saw 5 men, They were blasting music, drinking

but one then soon enough pushed one guy to the ground, grabbing his torch, Phone, wallet.. Leaving Elias There afraid, alone in the dark..