To save some time, he took a shortcut through a cemetery.
A female ghost appeared in front of him and with mesmerizing eyes looked into his and stunned and froze him rendering him unable to move.
When the female ghost vanished and he regained control of his body, his body shook, his nerves were frayed, and he ran out of the cemetery. But the horror didn’t end there.
That night his body froze while he slept he saw the female ghost with the mesmerizing eyes in a dream.
This went on for three months until he lost his mind and ended his life by leaping out of the window of his sixth floor apartment and joining the female ghost in death.
And now with mesmerizing eyes he wanders the cemetery with her every single night.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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