Whispers

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The abandoned graveyard lay in ruins on the hillside where it had once stood proudly for hundreds of years. The residents moved to a new location lower-ground, now only the oldest of broken headstones remained.

Elizabeth looked at the date on one of these remaining stones: 1793. It was moss-covered and weathered by time, but the date was still clearly visible. She ran her finger down the headstone, and smiled when she reached what felt like a letter E.

“They won’t be moving me so easily”, she whispered, as she settled herself into the ground she had long called home.

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10 comments on “Whispers”

  1. Excellent Tom!!! 🙂 ❤

    Somebody asked me I’d stay the night in a graveyard.

    I said: “All I’d see is Ghosts and Ghouls.”

    I don’t mind being grabbed by the Ghosties, but not by the…” 🙂 ❤

    God Bless!!! 🙂 ❤

    Prenin.

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