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gravyard mushrooms. The time is 12:00 am as I walk toward the rustic gates.
The air that surrounds me a warm like those of summer nights. ...
Submitted by taknbyj on December 13, 2006
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The time is 12:00 a.m. as I walk toward the rustic gates. The air that surrounds me a warm like those of summer nights. The moon gleams an off white glitter of light that shows me the path to my destination. The beginning of my journey starts at the end of most. The cemetery which is darker and darker every step I take, grows more daunting as I glare at what seems to be a black hole of nothingness. I take the first step to open the giant black gates which are twice as tall as a man. To my surprise I find the doors unlocked, almost as though they were waiting for someone who was never to come. As I open the gate a loud shriek from the rusted joints. I take my first step into the darkness closing the ghostly gate behind me.
As I take my first steps into the cemetery I find that some areas are lit by hanging street lamps, similar to lighthouses on beach fronts. All you can see is the light which gives an eerie feeling because your not exactly sure what or who could reside in the dark, lurking and waiting. I quickly walk toward the closest light to find that right under it is the first gravestone I see. Michal Wayman 1964-2000. As I look at this stone I notice the piles of dead flowers that surrounded this grave. I wonder who Michal was and why he died. A feeling of sadness stretches itself across my mind. I have too lost people that were close to me. I began to feel more comfortable in this place which seemed a lot more intimidating not but 5 minutes earlier. I pressed on toward a large structure which was several lighthouses ahead.
As I came closer I read a small sign located near this ornately decorated tomb. It said "mausoleum". The tomb was made completely of what seemed to be expensive stone. It had 2 sets of stairs going to the dramatic entrance. The walls were engraved with an expert design that depicted a man and religious symbols. I sat down next to the large statues feeling there rough texture. I then walked toward the equisitly stained...
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