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I went to a party and I got scared walking home.
I went to a party and took a shortcut through a graveyard with my friend. The sun was up but by the time the party broke up the sun was down and it was dark outside.
I was only twelve and my parents had always told me there were no such things as ghosts. I started to walk into the cemetery but the thought of all those dead people in the ground and the tombstones and statues scared me so much that I had to walk completely around it which increased the distance home by at least one mile.
Fear is exciting in a way