My friend says I've always been strange after this happened. Mainly because she belives in ghosts too. But, basically, I live in what's rumoured to be the most haunted place in England, where ghosts are seen nearly every day.
One day, me and my friend went into the local graveyard to pay repspects to someone who had just passed away. We were walking round the graves when I noticed that a tiny grave had been knocked over onto the path, and the flowers had been scattered everywhere. With my friends help I gently fixed the small cross and placed the flowers back in the jar, thinking I'd helped. But as soon as they were both finished, the air suddenly decreased and went chilly. A fast wind blew around the graveyard. Me and my friend both decided that something had gone wrong. As we were making our way out of the graveyard, in the church window I saw a figure dressed all in black. She had a veil over her face and a long black dress. She disappered as soon as she appeared. We both got scared even more and ran out of the graveyard. We've hardly ever gone back because we were to scared of the figure in black.
My friend and I decided that the figure was a woman grieving the loss of a child. There was a few childrens tombs around the graveyard that did get cold and suffocating when we were standing near them. We never touch the graves any more because we know what it will result in. But we just thought that we'd done a good deed. There has been many other experiences we've had in there, such as a man dressed in an army uniform saluting the huge cross baring the names of soilders who died in the second world war. He never saw us, but we watched him for a while, thinking it was a normal man come to grieve over the losses, until he vanished.