Merrily, I cycled my way to the old, creaky grave yard to see my ancestors who died hundreds of years ago.The bell tower let out a deafening ring. I dropped my grey,shiny bike in shock. I saw some grave stones towering all over the grave yard. Suddenly, a shiver went down my spine and I suspected something was wrong. Then I saw a dead bird and I ran to hide in the church. I heard some birds fly away, then I got very scared because the gate opened by itself. I heard the creak of the gate and I heard foot steps. The foot steps got louder and louder.