It was a couple of months ago, my friend Sarah and I were exploring a grave yard near Sarah’s house. We looked around and saw only graves. Then my friend looked at a cross-shaped grave and saw an old lady. She then told me that there was an old lady and to keep are voices down. I looked and saw no lady. We argued for a couple of seconds and Sarah said the lady was still standing there.
We looked at each other then looked at the grave. There was no one there, my friend then said how could it be, she was there a second ago? We looked at the grave and ran up to it. It read Jane on it. We screamed and ran back to Sarah’s house and didn’t go there anymore.