Here’s my previous attempt at crafting a story for this picture… and here’s my second attempt at something different…
As Eileen placed flowers on her father’s grave, she heard giggling. “Hello?” Following the sound, she arrived in the oldest section of the cemetery. In the distance, she saw two girls in white dress running around, chasing one another among the headstones. “Hello?” Eileen spoke up but the girls continued running around, not hearing her.
“Hello?” Eileen said again, approaching ever so slowly.
As a twig snapped beneath her feet, the girl suddenly stopped and turned to her. It was then she got to look at the girls – eyes hollow and cheeks sagging. “What the…”
In the dark, Eileen bolted upright.
(100 words)
This is Another Story 
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