This is my story about when i was 13 and i was going through the graveyard! Well i was a very curious kid and liked the graveyard very much so i would go there and visit everyones grave. For some reason i tooken a liking to this one house that had a coffin in it. I couldnt ever get in it, and always tried to! But i just left it alone trying everyday to get in it. Finally, it was Halloween and i was aloud out until 12:00 so i went by the gaveyard. None of my friends wanted to go so i went by myself. I was just running through it when i found the same house where the coffin was but the door was OPENED! i was so excited that i didnt even think what i was doing. It was like it was pulling me towards it. So i went inside. It was dirty and dusty and fulled with bugs, but i didnt care. There was a little toobstone infront of the coffin that read : Here lies Jacob Thomson devoted father and Husband. So i was like i said curious to see if there was just bones in there or flesh. I was a wierd little kid. So i opened it up and there was nothing in there! Then i heard the door slam shut and i turned around real quick and tried to open it but it wouldnt work. Then i heard someone behind me and i turned around and it was the ghost of that dude. So im sitting there screaming and all of a sudden he starts scraching me and digging into me and then through me out of the house and said "now if you come back again i will kill you" then shuts the door. I ran home as fast as i could. Im now 23 and i will never forget about that. I actually still have the marks!