I never liked hide and seek. What's the point of hiding? Just so you can get scared when someone pops up on you and yells GOTCHA! I prefer video games. My name is Erin Winters. And i found out that hide and seek could be killer. "So are you playing with us tonight Erin?" My friend Sandy asked as we sat at the park bench. "Sure same place?" I replied. "The graveyard" Sandy tossed out. Dark grey clouds began massing above. The sound of thunder threatening near us. I was carving my name into the wooden bench. We stood abruptly leaving the park. "See ya later" i called out to Sandy. A soft trickle of rain spat down as i accended up the stoop. I popped inside the house. My little brother Jacob was playing his hand held video game on the couch. "Hey there snotball" i announced petting his head. He didn't reply. I trudged upstairs to my bedroom. I packed my backpack with a flashlight and some snacks. "Tonight is hide and seek" i whispered to myself. Boring hide and seek. I waited until the rain let up. I dialed Sandys number. "You ready?" Sandy asked on the other end of the line. "Always" i mumbled back in a soft tone. I met Sandy outside the cemetery gates. Rhonda, Becky and Cicely greeted us from the inside. We hopped over the black pointy gate. On count of three.. One. Two. Three. "NOT IT!" Becky was last to announce not it. "Becky count over there" Sandy said pointing towards a huge tree. She started counting. We all ran in different directions. "Twenty" Becky shouted. I crept along the fence leading to the end of the cemetery. I saw an open grave. I climbed down into it. It was eerily quiet. I heard footsteps closing in on me. A hand grabbed my shoulder. I screamed! A lady stared down at me. "Don't be scared dear child, my name is Elizabeth Stockton" she whispered in a creepy voice. "I didn't mean to scream, I'm just a jumpy person" i replied shaking. "Well what's the reason for being in a graveyard all by yourself dear?" She asked helping me out of the grave. "I'm with my friends playing a game" i said looking around. "Your friends dear?" She asked confused. "Yes, Becky, Sandy, Cicely and Rhonda." I replied brushing the dirt off my knees. "Guys!" I yelled. It was silent. "Sandy?" I shouted. "Becky?" I yelled with my hands cupped to my mouth. "Young lady are you sure you aren't lost or something?" The lady asked with a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sure, I'm playing hide and seek mam" i said looking towards the entrance of the cemetery. I turned back the lady vanished. She disappeared. "Where did she go?" I asked myself. I suddenly had a bad feeling. I ran to the entrance. "Gotcha!" A hand touched my back. "Becky! Where were you guys?" I asked frightened. "Looking for you!" Sandy shot out from behind a tombstone. "Didn't you hear me shouting?" I asked shivering. "No we were shouting for you!" Rhonda announced. "But we thought you left" Cicely said standing behind me. "I saw a ghost back there Becky!" I said as goosebumps rose on my arms. "A ghost really?" Becky replied laughing. "Yes she disappeared before my eyes" I said pointing towards the back of the cemetery. We all walked to the open grave where i spoke to the ghost. "What was her name Erin?" Sandy asked. "Elizabeth" i replied as we stood around the open grave. "Sandy you need to see this!" Rhonda added standing at the gravestone next to us. The gravestone read ELIZABETH STOCKTON. "That's her grave! She really is a ghost!" I shouted. "Of course she is Erin, we all are!" Sandy said laughing hysterically. "Don't you remember the bus accident?" Becky announced shaking her head. "We all died in the bus crash!" Sandy added. We walked to the row of graves. They read Becky Tisdale, Sandy Hawthorne, Rhonda Paltrone, Cicely Henderson and Erin Winters.
