The graveyard by Grace P

The sky was so crimson and misty it gave me the shivers down my spine. It was finally the day we visit the graveyard, graveyards always gave me the creeps and shivers just thinking about all those bodies buried here. We had been walking for ages now. I shouted to my mum to ask if we could go but she was nowhere to be seen. I had a feeling someone was creeping up on me, frantically I started to panic. Turning around I saw, a little girl who spoke softly but I did not know what was saying. Who was she?

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  1. Good job your story was really interesting, I like the part that you said, “Turning around I saw, a little girl who spoke softly but I did not know what was saying.”

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