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One day, when I was in the sixth grade, on a rainy day I was walking home.
On my walk, which is about a mile or so long, I had to walk through a cemetery.
Not a stereotypical, shabby, haunted one but one that had many people walking through and was usually full of maintenance employees.
I remember walking by a group of them sitting on benches on a break.
I thought nothing of it as he stood up and started walking at a fair distance.
After a bit I looked back at him, and he looked down quickly.
He was in the same baby blue uniform as the others and had a grey beard but I made out a name tag: Frank P.
As the other workers faded from sight he was still behind me.
I began to worry. A moment later he called out “It's wet, huh”, in a friendly voice.
I chuckled politely and agreed. My worries increased a second later when I walked out, and he was still behind me.
I was close to my house now and it started to pour. My house in sight, I started jogging to get there.
I glanced back and I saw the man visibly angry start running.
As my house got closer I began to sprint. I didn't look back as I slung the key out of my backpack and opened the door.
I looked behind me I saw the man in the middle of the street.
I walked over to the phone and dialed 911. Before I called and looked out the window, he was gone.
I told my mom what happened when she got home. She didn't believe me.
That night I couldn't sleep. There was lightning outside and I could see occasional shadows from the flashes through my window in my living room.
I lay watching the flashes when I saw a strange outline. I looked closer and saw an outline of a man.
I stood up and walked out of my room and walked into the living room.
It was completely dark outside. I stood in the doorway and waited.
A car's headlights illuminated the pale, shallow face show of Frank P.
I ran into my room and locked the door. Never saw him after that night but whenever I see that baby blue uniform I think back to that night and that hunting image and the skeletal, unnatural face of Frank P.