There's an old creepy cemetery at the back of our property. Our parents say that its not part of our actual property, yet my siblings and I each have seen the ghosts come up every full moon. They really do give me the creeps with how they look. Disfigured, jaws missing, limbs torn off and I just can't sleep as they roam around the house. Yet I can't stop watching them either every time they rise.
They seem to get a little more human every month I watch them. One night on a full moon I went out to the back and sat among the graves as they rise like always. They smile to me.
"Welcome to the Boneyard young one." They greet as I hear a shrill scream from the house. I walk towards it and see my body laying in the grass, face down.
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Horror / Scary Stories
HorrorEach may vary in size or scare factor. Everyone's threshold for being scared is different. Some may be very scary or just slightly goosebumps ridden. I am trying my hand at horror/scary stories. I hope all enjoy and are spooked. Yes I will be wri...
