My Haunting
 

I approached the cemetary. Completely unaware of what was going to happen to me. 
It was 6 O'clock on Christmas Eve, and I was visiting my mothers grave. She'd died a year ago from Cancer. 
The cemetary seemed empty, and it was when I was at my mothers grave, something come up behind me, grabbed me, and dragged me away to an old church. 

I was strangled. Left dead...

The next day, I was still lying there. Nobody had been in the church. But I knew it was still in use. It was Christmas Day, and I knew that there was going to be some kind of service today... I was right. 

The vicar came walking into the church, and saw me. He stood there for a minute, obviously in shock. Then he ran. About half an hour later, he turned up... With police. They were examining my body... Looking for a pulse. Then pronounced me dead.