The Graveyard~Yoongi

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Sooo here's the first story ^.^
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You have had another fight with your parents about something. Normally you would go to your best friend, the only person who truly understood you. But the only person you could talk to died 2 weeks ago due to a car crash.

For the past two weeks you have been mentally unstable because you had lost her, running to your room and crying on your bed all night.
This time though, your parents really took it too far when you heard them saying to each other that they did not know what to do anymore, your best friend always knew how to deal with your outbursts.


It did not matter to you that it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, you grabbed the first coat you could get your hands on, put on your shoes and silently left through the front door while behind another door, in the livingroom your parents were too occupied with yet another argument.
The autumn air was chilly and slightly rainy, you wrapped your arms around yourself to keep yourself a bit warm in the thin summercoat you had stupidly brought with you.
Desperate to be anywhere near the person who always had stood by your side, you ran through the streets crying, to a place most people wouldn't dare to go at this time: The graveyard in the hills.
The streets became road and the road got emptier and emptier until you realized you were there.
The place was old and the owners of the place did not do much to maintain the place well, they didn't even bother to make sure the gate was closed properly at night. Nobody would have the guts to go here in the dark after all.
Slowly you opened up the gate which squeaked loud. Normally the awful sound would make you run back as fast as you could, but not this time, not today. You didn't feel anything but sadness at the moment. You walked through the graveyard, it felt like it was way colder then when you were leaving your house, it  felt like it was going right through your skin and clenched to your bones. The place smelled like a mixture of mold and wet grass, there were a few flickering lanterns over the place wich made the thick mist extra visible.
Eventually you were finally there, at the stone of your best friend. First you layed your hand on it. Your legs felt shaky because of all the running and the emotions so you sat down on the wet ground, leaned against the stone while your cried your heart out.
Suddenly you saw a dark figure standing next to one of the lanterns.


So many things hadn't scare you but this crossed a line. The shadowfigure standing there at the lantern broke through every blockade you had on you.
You truly looked around now and felt your courage sinking to your shoes, you realised what a mistake you had made.
You looked again at the lantern but it was gone.
You felt the urge to run away from here but you were anxious and had brought nothing with you.
Abruptly you heard footsteps behind you. Scared to death you hid behind the stone of your best friend and made yourself as small as you possibly could.
The steps were coming closer and closer, you did not dare to take a look, squeezed your eyes and held your breath.
It went silent again.
You thought you could breathe again but waited a little bit longer.

"Everything okay?" A friendly sounding voice said.

Slowly you moved your head up, there was a man standing in front of you. He looked around his twenties, average height, black hair, wearing only black. He held his flashlight on the ground so it wouldn't blind you.

You weren't able to say anything, all the words got stuck in your throat.
The guy held his hand out to you.

"No need to be scared."

Still cautious you took his hand and he helped you up.


"What does a girl your age do at a graveyard at night?"

You still weren't able to say anything.
He saw your puffy eyes and sad look.

"It is grieve isn't it?" Probably someone very close to you."

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