One day, in a scary house, lived a mom with her son. He decided to go to the cemetery that scary skeletons said to live. He didn't care. He was 2 brave 4 you. Or so he thought......
He walked in, looking around he saw an old grave. He walked to it and touched it. Suddenly he felt a shake. He hears the rattling of the bones. He starts to run. The spooky scary skeletons caught him.
He gets touched, he screams but no one hears him. He dies.
Later that day his mother looks for him with her swig. She sees his body. He is a spooky skeleton now. He grabs her. They both are dead. They are now skeletons.
Moral of the story: be spooky
