There was one night where my mom, my mom's friend and four of my friends had decided to take a trip to our town's supposedly haunted cemetery. Well, we were already scared before we even arrived. However, we were determined to take a walk through the cemetery while our parents waited in the car. We all tried to hold hands in this big group as we walked the gravel roads.
Soon we were by the railroad tracks. And out of nowhere, we all see this man standing by a grave. He wasn't any hue or color. He was almost like a standing shadow. We ran as fast as we could. We made it to the car, but the night was not over yet.
My mother and I walked up to a small mausoleum, holding hands of course. We knock on the doors for no apparent reason and suddenly we hear this growl. Now, remind you, there are no wild animals where we live. But this was coming from inside.
When we ran to the car, we got inside and the lights weren't working and neither was our flashlight. Something spooky was at the cemetery that night, but we'll never know what.
Written by Brianna, Copyright 2009 OurGhostStories.com
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