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When none of them were the only ones there screaming and crying, not even the only one that the crows and rooks screeched and chased, swooping down on their heads, whoever passed that day says onward through the cemetery.

In which there was a boy as a scarecrow buried in the same cemetery, in which during that day, in the cemetery below, a woman crying through tears under the grave of her young son who died prematurely.

- I'm sorry, Deborah. – A boy was next to a woman who was crying kneeling at the foot of a tombstone when crows and scarecrows began to appear.

- It was an accident, he couldn't just die. - She said.

- Yes, if that's what you want to believe. - He said.

The boy drowned, that's what the reports showed, according to accidents, but it seemed that the zombie and scarecrow of the boy with a face full of hate that rose from his grave, didn't agree with that, much less the crows that were chasing the boy's stepfather. boy.