My Friend Jim

by Tim
(CA)

Rest in peace

Rest in peace

About a year after World War two started I was born and so was my so called friend Jim Wricker.

"C'mon Larry you know you want to." Ah my best friend, he always loves to dare me to do dangerous things or scary things. "Alright since you only asked me a million times!" My friend wanted me to go into the graveyard for 3 hours. "Alright meet me here at 10 o'clock."

So around 10PM I headed down to the graveyard, and sure enough there was Jim, my best friend. "Alright here's a flash light and a knife just in case." "Right" I said with a little whimper in my voice.

So I entered the graveyard, and about an hour into staying there I heard a noise. There was a big hill between me and the noise. So I climbed the hill and looked down the other side to see a man looking at a grave stone. After about 20 minutes he left.

I was kind of curious and walked down the hill to the grave stone he was looking at. It said Jim Wricker. I stumbled back and fell to the ground. My friend's last name, but that's impossible, my friend is alive. I also recognized the man's face later. It was his father's.

At 10AM I headed over to my friend's house. I knocked on the door and his father answered. "Hi is Jim there?" "I'm sorry Larry Jim died in a car accident 3 years ago." My mouthed dropped open.

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Aug 05, 2009
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scary
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scared me like crazy !

Jun 13, 2009
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wow cool story 5 stars hunny

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