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 about 1 month ago
ROFL
P51Strega 30 days ago
Sheee’s heee-errrre! spooky
ChessPirate 30 days ago
“On a Claire Night…”
(☉˳☉)
rshive 30 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 30 days ago
They do make good neighbors….very quiet!
gcarlson 30 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.