NIGHT AT THE GRAVEYARD
by PEN

Bill and Molly for about thirty minutes had been standing outside their car just at the graveyard lane, the place was dark, so dark that everything were shadows and around them were graves, they stood holding each other with fright, at about nine o’clock that night their car had stop at the graveyard lane and refuse to start— it was just at the middle of the road.
‘Let just have a walk’ said molly shivering in Bill’s arm
‘What about the car?’ asked Bill.
‘we will come back for it’ said molly, for a moment or two Bill kept quiet and stared at the whole place, ‘but how are we suppose to walk home from here?’ asked Bill.
‘Even if it takes us the whole night it is better than staying here, this is a graveyard… it is too risking we might meet a ghost’ said molly
‘Ok fine, please… but let me…let me… I mean, give it a try, one more time’ pleaded Bill as he rushed into the car
He pulled the car key from his pocket slotted it into the ignition and then twisted it, the car made a jolt as though it would start but refuse to start, still very frustrated Bill came out from the car and could not find molly ‘molly! …Molly, where are you’ called Bill, cold fear was beginning to run though his spine, he looked round the darkness but saw no one.
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