The Bony Man
by Oliver

I raced through the dark, cemetery. I crouched down behind a grave stone as a stiff figure walked up to me. It touched me! The man felt like a skeleton. I couldn't help but notice the rotten, musty old smell. After a long time we didn't move. Then we screamed, aaaaaaaaa, I saw a dirty rib cage. I heard a crashing sound. I ran out of there as fast I could!