The Grave Shift
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MatureOngoing6m
Last published Wed, Dec 2, 2020
I was walking through the graveyard, it felt nice and cool after the long hot summer day. My job brought me peace, 'why?' because , one of my best friends was buried in this yard, he went by then name of- wait...is that .
"Hey, who are you?", I call out to them , and they don't move , not even a twitch. I walk closer to them and I can see that, they're staring at a grave, I couldn't see what the head stone read, but the person they were mumbling incoherent words of anger and sorrow. I keep walking but the walk, the walk just gets longer and longer but then......I stop when they mumbled something
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