Story I read in 7th grade: An artist felt compelled to draw a picture of a man on trial for murder, then for some reason happened into a monument works where the carver had felt compelled to carve a name and dates onto a stone. The carver was the man the artist had drawn. The name and birthdate were the artist’s, the death date the day they met.
Yakety Sax 27 days ago
ROFL
P51Strega 26 days ago
Sheee’s heee-errrre! spooky
ChessPirate 26 days ago
“On a Claire Night…”
(☉˳☉)
rshive 26 days ago
I’ve lived in close proximity to three graveyards. And one set of my grandparents had one in their back yard. But nary a spook shenanigan.
Old Comic Guy 26 days ago
They do make good neighbors….very quiet!
gcarlson 26 days ago
Story I read in 7th grade: An artist felt compelled to draw a picture of a man on trial for murder, then for some reason happened into a monument works where the carver had felt compelled to carve a name and dates onto a stone. The carver was the man the artist had drawn. The name and birthdate were the artist’s, the death date the day they met.