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I was the Manager of the Cemetery.

     The talk of ghosts didn't enter my mind.

     I focused my attention on the graves. They were silent. I walked around them, making sure that nothing untoward happened.

      Frankly, nothing did.

     So, there's no ghosts here, I thought to myself.

     I smiled, and did my job.

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By 8:00 p.m., I knew that, as the temperature dropped, the scary evening would begin. But I knew that nothing could, or would, deter me.

      Nothing at all.

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