Haunted. Yeah Right. (Open)

[Zelma Moretz]

Zelma was always known for being curious, even if it involved being curious about something that could probably be dangerous, she didn't care and was alway's there to check it out. Always. That's probably what led her to the haunted graves, as it was on her long list of to do's, as if it weren't a big deal at all. It obviously wasn't as she walked through the graveyard. It was a cold night, the cold nipping at her cheeks and nose, turning them a light pink while the foggy air surrounded her. She hadn't expected anyone else to be here at this time with her, turns out there was. She acted as if she didn't see them and dodged tombstones as she walked right past them, not wanting to talk at the moment and hoping they didn't call out to her.

[Krisyln Quinn Waylett]

Krisyln Quinn was walking in the grave yard alone at night. She didn't no why she was here but she just wanted to look around. While she was walking she was looking at the night sky at how beautiful the stars were at this time of night. While she was walking she bumped into someone and saw a girl around her age.

"I am so sorry, I wasn't paying attention" Krisyln Quinn apologized to the girl.

"I'm Krisyln Quinn Waylett, I no what your probably thinking that's a long first name, my mother also has to first names which I don't no why but she repeated the process with me as well" She said to the girl.