#29 The graveyard – Dora

I heard a scream. A splatter of crimson landed on a floral grave. Suddenly, a twig snapped, turning I felt a wisp of cold air around me like there was no joy, happiness or family love. I only saw a dark hooded figure through the mist. It frantically started hovering towards me. I jumped up to the sound of my MomĀ  shouting “Leave him alone”. An arm crept over my shoulder, it was only bone. Everything went black. Something was pulling out of me, I screamed deafeningly. It was like my heart was being suctioned out with a vaccum. BANG.