The Graveyard

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I walked up to the hill I had caught sight of minutes ago. The incline was steep; I can't even stand up entirely. My parents went to the grocery store for food, but we just went yesterday. I am kind of terrified.  All I can see from where I am is a million year old fence that is rusting from what looks like a black, to a rustic antique orange. There is a set of stones in the shapes of angels with poor, unfortunate grins, I have a feeling that all of the strange disappearances start with this mini cemetery.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 07, 2017 ⏰

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