“Cemetery”

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


My name is Tim and at the time I was in my senior year in college. I graduated high school however about ten years or so ago and I went right to work at my buddys shop so I skipped college. 
But a couple years ago my friends shop had to close and I thought I should give college a try what’s the harm? Anyhow I needed money on the side and I read in the news paper the local cemetery close by campus needed someone to be a night guard and I thought “why not? It’s close to campus and it pays close to $50 per night.” The thought of the dead never really bothered me either so it was really no big deal. The first few months went great I worked alone I had my own little booth with a tv and a fan but I never used it. 
I just had to make frequent trips around the cemetery every few hours to make sure everything was ok. 
Not a bad job. Anyhow I won’t forget on the night of August 17th. It was around two in the morning I had just gotten back from making my rounds when I heard twigs snap. I froze and I looked over towards where the noise was I waited a few seconds and I looked away thinking nothing of it. 
That was when I heard more twigs snap and I heard voices. “Dig this one up.” I heard. I grabbed my flashlight and shined it in the direction of the voice when I caught a man holding a shovel in his hand. He was wearing a bunny mask over his face. It took a few seconds for me to realize his friend who had on a Bull mask next to him. 
“Get rid of him “ I heard the man say. I turned around and jumped as another man tried to lunge at me I dodged and ran to my booth and shouted “I have a gun I’m not afraid to use it.” I didn’t have a gun though. I grabbed my phone and called the police. 
The men fled. The police came and searched around the cemetery. I showed them where I found them and there was a fresh body that was just buried. One of the officers told me “it’s good you called they were grave Diggers and they were going to dig up this body for whatever reason.” I told the officers what I told the guys about the gun. 
He said that was also a good thing to do because who knows what they would have done to me if they caught me. 
The one guy tried to lunge for me. A part of me is thankful I managed to escape and call the police or I may have ended up  six feet under. As far as I know these guys escaped and never came back.


Submitted: May 04, 2021

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