The Grave Yard

As the day unfolded ,I decided to pay my respects to my grandmother at the grave yard.I was riding my light silver  bike to the grave yard. Bitting my nails,I gently opened the creaky gate. I glared at the dirty old grave stones. I saw a blood stained bird.Suddenly,I heard the bell ring and a creaky gate open.

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