Since I was a young boy, I've been able to see through the ground. Dinosaur bones, gems, gold, the works. This has made me quite the good Archaeologist. Every now and then though I will find a human skeleton, and its a bit unsettling but, I get over it and move on.
Me and my girlfriend had found ourselves lost and drove ourselves into the nearest town. It was a small town called Kirksville* . We stopped at the nearest gas station and as my girlfriend asked for some directions while I looked around. What I saw put me into shock, littered everywhere were human skeletons, they were everywhere. I heard my girlfriend scream and I knew I had to get out of there. So I ran and I ran and I ran. Straight to the car and got out of there.
That was five years ago and I still haven't gotten over that experience... I'm just going to put this out there, if you ever find yourself in Kirksville* get out while you can, and make sure you don't let them see your face, or know your name, because that was my first mistake.
*Kriksville is just a place I made up, do not be alarmed.
YOU ARE READING
A House of Turquoise and Clouds
RandomPoems, poems here and there. Short Stories everywhere. Look and look all you want. You will definitely find something you can flaunt.
