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Night People
Night People it was starting to rain on the night that we first decided a choice to visit a nearby cemetery with friend sadly a few attended there was a crypt in a center of the grounds Darkened black tombstones all around us you could hear a pin drop we brought along much alcohol to quench our taste through the duration of our time spent we starred into space we were just night people looking for some fun Suddenly a hush of silence filtered through are conversation, A creepy figure appeared in front of us with eyes of fire we all screamed and vanished quickly into the night a black cat was spotted that sent quite a fright the stranger was non other then a bag man named Frank he wanted a sip or to cause he knew that we drank yet the party was over and back to are homes we would go Later on that evening I heard a knock on the door as I slowly opened there was no one there to be found in my despair it occurred to me I had nothing to wear Bare ass naked I would search around yet nothing to be found the night can sent quite a fright creatures of habit in their ceremonial way Quench the desire the fate of a care, never again will I be so kind to a graveyard hermit that robbed me blind....
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