After driving for about a hour Tyler found him self sparking his car in a parking lot to an old graveyard. Tyler had always been facinated by dead people. Ok not the dead body, but the dead person's past. The dead person's family, friends, if he or she at all had friends or family. When a person is dead, they usually gets buried and no one will ever see there faces again. Tyler liked to walk around on graveyards and read the names of of the different gravestone. When they ware born and when they died. Tyler wish he could talk to all of the people lying peacefully under the ground. He wanted to get to know them. Know every sad and happy moment in their life. He had no one to talk to except his parents and siblings. Nobody at school even knew his real name. Nobody ever talked to him. He was just there.
"I wish i could take every face that's lying under the ground and wear it for a day." Talking to himself was something that Tyler often did. Tyler would often argue with himself. And when he needed to tell someone his day he would talk to himself.
