Personal Narrative: The Night Of The Cemetery

“The Night of the Cemetery” One Halloween night when I was a younger girl I was told “The Night of the Cemetery.” My dads dad, so my grandpa, told me about it. He was Hughes in the story. He told me it was true and it wasn’t just some scary fake Halloween story told around bonfires to spook you before you go to bed that night, it was really true. One night my son asked me to tell him a spooky story to get him ready for Halloween night, I decided he was old enough to hear the story my grandpa told me around his age. So I sat him down and told him the story just as I remembered it. December 11th, 1997 was the night we lost Jake. Jake was a tall lanky boy that was on the basketball team with short brown hair and blue eyes. All the girls gawked about him but Anne was the lucky one to have him. They had been dating for over a year now so there relationship had gotten pretty serious. The night we lost Jake had been a normal night. Anne, his girlfriend at the time, had been helping Jake with homework but went home for the night around 9 PM. She has long blonde wavy hair with perfect skin. She is the tallest girl in her class being 5’9, which was something Jake loved about her was how tall she was. Anne and Jake have the same friends that attend school with them. There friends including …show more content…
Martha hesitated a little bit but then decided to just let it all out. Martha was in disbelief and told Anne it wasn’t funny, she’s worried about her son so stop playing around. Anne knew this would happen; know one would ever believe their story. Which was very weird because they didn’t even know if they believed their own story. They didn’t hear any of the sounds Jake had heard and they didn’t see any of the things Jake saw. “Maybe he was tricking us all? Maybe this was just a little prank he wanted to pull on us,” said everyone. But Anne knew it wasn’t a joke he wouldn’t pull a prank this big on all of