It all started when I was a kid. I would hear myths about a serial killer who killed twenty five kids on the way to school. But they never got to school, so there is this myth that all the children were buried in a haunted grave yard. What the myth is saying is that if you walk through that cemetery in the middle of the night you will pass an empty grave dug up and your name written on the grave stone. Then, obviously you would get killed by the children because they blame everybody for there death.
So me and a group of friends decided to go and tell people that the myth is just a myth. Although there will be some who wont believe us even though we are still alive. So we all packed our bags around 11 and got to the graveyard around 12. we plan on staying the night there. Right when i got out of the car I could see spirts crying out for help and to move on. So I just ignored it and went on with the trip. So we found open grass and set up our cameras and tents. We also brought our tech geek to record everything. To tell you the truth I kind of like the tech geek. It was twelve thirty when we were ready to go and ghost hunt or what ever you want to call it.
We walked for about an hour before we stopped to take a break. Then we realize that one of my best friends were missing we thougt nothing of it so we went and looked around calling her name. But the next thing we see is a black SUV drive buy so we went to see if they have seen her, but they did not stop. I look down and find her dead but it was not all of her it was only the top half. We run away screaming and yelling when we got back to the camp site we find a hole dugg in the ground with her whole body in it.
How did the "things" that killed her get here before we did? I can no answer that but behind her grave was everyone elses grave dug up with our names written on it. We pack everything as fast as we can and leave. We go back to the hotel and pack everything else, pay for the night we where in the hotel and left. It was 2 in the mourning and the driver was half asleep so we pulled over. About 8 hours later we wake up it is still pitch black. So we get out of the var and realize we where right back in the cemetary where are graves were dug up and the cute tech guy was dead in his hole with dirt poured over top of him. We go to call the police but the is no reception. We set up a tent and stay there wide awake for hours, the sun never comes up. My best friend can't take it so she comitted suicide. I cryed my eyes out. There is only two of us left and guess what? She had to go to the bathroom. So we go togather but she wanted som privacie. She went behind the tree about 3 minutes later I called her name an dno response came back. I did not want to be alone so when i got back to the camp site i find everyone there except for the girl who killed herself laughing there eyes out, becuase they thought my condition was a fake so they treid to scare me so much i would kill myself and thats not the end of it yet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I ran home and grabbed a knife and I was going to do it. But oh I don't know, I DID IT now I am dead. I died in a bad way so I stayed bad in the after life. I am a demon.
