The girl decided to cut the road through the cemetery. Who knew what would happen?

Sometimes the shortest road is not the safest. The heroine of history, who Website Because of her desire to save time, she found herself in a funny but slightly creepy situation.



I'm going to work through the cemetery in the morning, 15 minutes faster. Winter, narrow path, as always. I pull my hand out of my pocket, the keys cling to the mitten and fly out into the snow. Right on the grave.

The stupor is complete. The last thing I want to do in life is to dig in there. But the thought stuck in my head: I will not get home without them. All right, whatever. Thought is spinning. Shursha in the snow. And here comes the man. And I sit at the grave, tearing the snow and complainingly justify myself:

- I can't get home...

And then I realized what I said, I started laughing. And the man probably will not go through the cemetery again.

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