the cemetry calls

hm..i went to the cemetry yesterday...in the bright daylight of couse!! Who ever dares to walk through the silent valley up the hill with tombstones around them?? With the creepy wind sounds..and the hairs at the back of our necks standing... All sorts of images coming into our mind, white flowing figures whispering to us....it's all in the mind:> At least i hope so until i see one...

I spotted a broken tombstone..and wondered what really happened to it?? Unfinished business in the living world? Or avengers who can't get him since he has crossed over to the other side?? or is it that there is a killer lurking in the shadows...unsatisfied... My imagination ran wild.. curious as i am, i asked my aunt and was requested to shut my mouth..needless to say, it's superstitious??

see the hands of the dead reaching out to us....

Then my wise granny told me, perhaps.. they found that the feng shui there is not good for his soul. They might have dug out his grave to incinerate his body and keep his ashes elsewhere where he could lay in peace... hm... i wonder..oh i do wonder..is it really that way??What made them think the "feng shui" of that place ain't good?? The deceased haunted his living ones in their dreams??

pretty cool tombstone eh??