The Stranger
This guy was visiting my village for the last 10 years...
Any time he was coming with his friend they always ended up in the tavern. Between , chatting, eating and drinking the time always ends during the best conversation, always few minutes before midnight. They used to take the Ā street back to their village the same way as they were doing the last 10 years!
One night the guy came alone and he endedĀ up in the Tavern and he started drinking and Eating!
before midnight he left by himself to go back to his village! but there was a problem: the guy was afraid to walk alone in the dark next to the cemetery.
he finally passed by from the cemetery and after 2 minutes he saw somebody in front of him about 50 meters to go to the same direction he was going!
-My Friend he yelled, my Friend, wait for me!
the stranger stopped and was waiting for him!
when the guy came close to the stranger he was very happy Ā and he grab the stranger's hand and they both walked like a good old friends!
-why you grab my hand? The stranger asked the Guy.
-I am afraid on the dark! What about you, you are not afraid?
the stranger stops , turn around and look the Guy in the eye with heavy sharp voice he said:
I was afraid too, when I was alive...
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