The Graves

i walked in there was only a few places i could go and this was one of them

I swept past all the graves,towards my own grave.It wasn't crumbling like the other grave stones.It was steel.I ran my hand on my name."Kendall Norus,1914-1932.You will always be in our heart,Kenny."I scowled angrily.

i walk over to some girl "heyy"

i came to the grave yard and started to wander, not wanting to look at my own grave again

I looked up,and smiled crookedly."What do you want?"

"wow you have some temper"

i see two girls talking and go over there "Hi" I said shyly

The corners of my mouth twitched."Temper? Yeah,I do.The name's Kendall,the Bloody Baroness,you might say,since alot of blood was where I died.A puddle of my own blood."

i could see that i came in the middle of something, but they had obsouly just met each other too. At least 1 was dead

"kasi yeah and me too! i died over there" i pointed to the street behind the fence and a few ways down "hey"

"Hi" I said

"I died in my house.Sad place,really.My niece,Amelia,lives down the street."I scowled again.I looked at the other ghost.Man,I was like the red apple in a bunch of green ones."Hi."

I drifted to the graveyard, and went around, looking at the graves. I dared not look at mine, because it hurt my soul when I did.

"Your death was probally better then mine" I sid bitterly

"Oh? My dear,tell me,how did you die?"

"My dad beat me to death" I said while trying not to remember the pain of all those nights. "and how did you die?"

I drifted over to some others.

"Hello." I said, thought my speaking sounded hollow. Sort of like wind.

i died from a car crash

"At least you were killed by somebody you know.I was stabbed twice in the heart,then left there to die.Agonizing,really,since the person was my best friend,somebody I'd known since I was 3."I swept my hand over my name again,my eyes flashing red.

"Well i got beaten to death by my dad!" I said getting mad "I was beat alot since i was about 5"

"wow"

"How sad."

I smiled evilly."Well,don't empty your empty woes on me.I only deal with haunting."I looked at another ghost."My,how many poltergeists are there?"

"I don't know." I said, thinking of how I died. I started to feel some tears come to my eyes, but the wouldn't fall. They couldn't.

i dont knnow"