Creative Writing: The Hill Crest Memorial Park

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Never! Never again will I roam the Hill Crest Memorial Park. What I believed would be an enthralling experience, quickly turned into a misadventure.
As soon as I stepped foot on this place of rest, I could hear the voices of the souls that once roamed this very earth. There was a sea of gravestones surrounding me, and I felt as though I would drown in that empty

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