The Stranger in the Cemetery

I don't know why grandma loved the house. It was old and pathetic. I was scared spending my summer vacation there but had no choice. Mom felt it was normal as it was century old house but I know from the depth of my heart that there is something evil lurking there.

I am terrified by the cemetery which is built right behind the house.

I am terrified by the man who keeps on following me wherever I go.