I waited for the sun to come down. I was walking by myself. I wanted to see the cemetery. I took a photo of myself and the cemetery. I stared at the grave, I wanted to see.

“ Lila Valentina. 1803… One of the most haunted legends,” I said, grinning.

The moon was rising. The wind was howling.

“ W-What’s going on?” I said, turning around to see everything.

“ Oh darn!” I shouted.

“ I shouldn’t have visited here, at… 3:00 pm,” I dropped my phone, terrified.

I stared at my photo…. Lila was watching me.

 

By Allyson