It was Halloween night and my friends and I were all going to scare our selves by walking at night through the old graveyard in town. The Church bells rang 12:00 so we all ran hard and fast to the graveyard. We choose to play man hunt since it was the best time of night to do so. I hide behind a huge angel grave stone that read: R.I.P my son. It had nothing else just that, as I took a step back I heard something behind me, I turned around expecting it to be my friend, but there stood a boy wearing all black. His orange hair matched the butterfly in his hands. He was beautiful and he smelled like pumpkins, I took a step closer and just stood there looking at him. He turned his head to me and told me to sit down slowly, so I did the moment my knees touch the ground a demon looking thing attacked the boy only the boy was slightly faster dodging the sharp claws. I just sat there gasping every time the boy was hit by the demons. The boy finally dropped next to me and held on to me tight.
"You'd rather save her life then your own?" The demon asked in a rough voice
The boy didn't answer.
"You've always been like that, boy." The demon ran at us
But before he could touch us we sunk into the ground and disappeared the last thing I heard before we were out of sight was the screams from my retreating friends.
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