This story is about the haunted grave… In the grave the moon shines bright , the trees sway swiftly in the howling wind. The sound of leaves crunch beneath my feet , the sight of fog and mist is  all around , the feel of a shiver going down my back. On the path, there are over grown tree roots tripping me up. But strangely enough one night when the moon shone bright Alex and Dan decided to investigate. They saw red eyes in the distance hands coming out of the ground and…