My night at the cemetery
You do not have to believe anything that I am going to say. Even I do not believe in this story; and I have witnessed it with my own eyes! I do not intend to tell you this story to convince you that ghosts exist or anything of the sort; I only wish to recount in the most precise way possible that lonely night of June which I and my best friend will always remember. I do not remember exactly why I bought that OUIJA board in the first place. I only know that, after a random day of winter…
