Walking through a shadow, hidden in the night, moondust sparkle, a gleaming, glowing Light, my heartbeat fastened, with heightened fearful plight, a darkened frame behind the gravestone shuddering with the fright, I ran through the graveyard there flew a screeching owl, he looked at me with reddened eyes, in its mouth something fowl, I in a panic, then tripped, into a pit, crashing through some broken bones, landing deep in ..............Sawdust and wigs, felt like something strange, I scrambled out of my ratted hole and never went there again.
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