Our graveyard is quite full of a peculiar thing. When we dig them all up, they look eerily similar to each other: skin and bones, but without the skin. Me and my friend find this interesting when we head out to the graveyard every weekend on "business." Truth be told, they don't help me much, all they like to do is watch me pull them up from the ground, their strikingly pale faces surprisingly intrigued. They never tell me why they are so interested, but one once mentioned how nostalgia is such a kick to the soul. Whatever that means.
Olga Klezovitch about 2 years ago
Very funny story. Liked it.