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(An introduction to a short story i'm writing, i'll continue to post it here, I hope you enjoy it)
“I’ve taken everything from you, what do you plan to do to me?”
".....I.....don’t....this.”
“Are you afraid, should I take away your fear?”
Click
“No, I’ll let you live in fear, know that you were too weak.”
“……Brother......why?”
“It’s your fault, little brother, you and that curse of yours.”

“Chester, where are you, come on we have to go home, it’s late,” a girl with long red hair said.
“Chester!”
A young boy with short brown hair ran behind a tombstone giggling.
“There you are,” the girl said running after him.
As the girl neared the tombstone she tripped over something and landed face first onto the ground, she got up and wiped dirt off her face.
She turned to see what she tripped over, it was boy with black hair to his neck, his eyes were white and open. He was laying face first on the ground and appeared to be dead.
The girl backed away from the boy’s body, Chester smiled and jumped from behind a tombstone and made a growling noise but the girl was too lost at the body to notice.
Chester stared at the girl before looking in the direction she was looking, he screamed and hid behind the girl.
“Sister, who is that?” he asked.
The girl slowly shook her head.
“I don’t know,” she said.
“Is he dead?” Chester asked.
The girl shook her head again.
“I don’t know,” She said again.
Chester nudged her.
“Poke him with that stick,” Chester said.
The girl turned to him and shook her head but Chester handed her the stick and nudged her again.
The girl looked at the stick and leaned forward enough to poke from a distance.
She poked the boy and nothing happened, she poked him two more times, still nothing.
“He’s dead,” she said.
Chester was shivering at this point hiding behind another tombstone.
“Why is there a dead body in the cemetery?” Chester asked.
“There are always dead bodies in the cemetery Chester!” The girl yelled. “I don’t know who this is, but he could just be a body dug up.”
“It must not have been to long ago, he’s not a skeleton,” Chester said.
The girl just stared at the boy’s body.
She took the stick and poked his head a couple of times; the boy grabbed the stick when she tried to poke him again, his eyes still open and blank.
The girl screamed and jumped back.
The boy snapped the stick and blinked, his eyes went from white to black when he did.
He groaned a little as he got up and leaned against a nearby tombstone, he turned towards the girl and boy as he did.
“Who.....are.....you?” he asked.
Chester and the girl only stared at him in horror as he stared back.
Chester fell backward unconscious.
“Chester!” the girl yelled turning to Chester.
The girl looked back at the now alive boy staring at her.
“Who…are…you?” he asked again.