<div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i480.photobucket.com/albums/rr164/TheTaintedTear/390879930_b9012ca6ca_m.jpg)</td><td>(http://i480.photobucket.com/albums/rr164/TheTaintedTear/1665707484_7949435927_m.jpg)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/>Laine wore Capri blue jeans and a snug-fit shirt that was a shade of plum. The sleeves came down to her elbows and she wore ankle socks with her tan colored tennis shoes. A mischievously, bright smile was hard to wipe off her face because this daring adventure had to have been the best one to cross her mind yet! But whenever her twin sister, Lynn, looked in her direction Laine made sure to straighten up into a more serious personification bordering upon a touch of fear. She had to play upon Lynn’s emotions and make her believe that this place was scary…in that way it was just much more exciting to see her sister cry and beg to return home.<br/><br/>They crept through a good portion of the cemetery and Laine made sure to take her by the famous statue of General LeeWright. It was as large as a regular sized human and portrayed the General standing tall and proud with a document in this hand. The amazing feature about this statue was that it was carved out of marble with glossy eyes. It was said that no matter what angle you stood and looked upon its face, it would stare right back at you. You could even stroll by and watch the gaze of the statue follow you in eerie silence.<br/><br/>It happened when they were walking down the path surrounded by gnarled trees that Laine decided to pull her masked trick upon her sister. She suddenly gripped Lynn’s forearm in a fierce strength and halted her from taking another step… “Shhhh!!”…. “Lynn, did you hear that?”<br/><br/>Laine did not wait for Lynn to reply. She pulled her sister over to a fairly large tombstone and ducked down behind it, pulling her sister down with her. “Shhhh Lynn, I heard something.”<br/><br/>Laine kept very quiet and allowed a couple of seconds to pass acting as if she was straining to hear something before she leaned in close to whisper into Lynn’s ear. Brushing away some of her sister’s hair she spoke very softly, “They say an old ghoul lives in this cemetery and that he comes out at night to eat upon the dead.” She paused, breathing in the clean scent of her sister’s dark hair and added, “….I also heard he will eat people who are still alive.”<br/>