The Grave Yard

A couple of minutes after lunch, I was riding my silver bike to the park, out of the corner of my eye I saw a graveyard. I just had to enter. Closing the gate behind me, I heard birds crowing. I had a look around the dirty, smelly, old gravestones.The grave stones looked like they were thousands of years old;they were as dirty as a pigsty .I spotted a dead bird surrounded by flies lying on the floor, I ran to the church door. I felt like there was a ghost under my feet. All of a sudden, the gate opened without a hand to open it. I heard giant footsteps coming towards me.It got louder and louder and louder and closer. I turned but no one was there……

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