Every now and then we find ourselves in a graveyard... There’s something special and quieting about being there. A feeling of reflection and connection... with the earth, with history, humanity, and destiny.
"... I raised my torch and the light hit this lady, on a blanket, dropped to her knees. She was talking to the grave stone of her deceased husband, covered in snow, frozen solid and shaking but not moving an inch. I asked her if she was ok but nothing. I asked again but again, nothing. After 10-15 minutes, she looked up and said "he thinks you are very rude".
I ran, couldn't help it, I just ran. Haven't been back since...I refuse if I’m told to go back."
Thank you so much, @ryry_miles for sharing your experience. That's so strange and creepy!
Has anyone of you guys ever been to a cemetery at night? would be brave enough to talk to the woman?
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