Scary, descriptive story?

This is a true story: I live right next to the biggest cemetery I have ever seen in my life. I didn't even know cemeteries this massive existed. It has long winding trails that go up and down hills and sometimes the trails come to a dead end or make a circle with a beautiful sitting area in the middle. It has willowy white flowering dogwood trees and sometimes in the spring when the wind blows the flowers off the trees it looks like it's snowing. It's so enormous that no matter how many times you go walking there you will always find something new. There is even a Gothic style miniature church with no doors where you can go inside and sit in the pews. This cemetery is so huge that you can easily get lost down all these winding trails and have trouble finding your way back home. About a month after we moved to this old house my 7 and 9 years old kids wanted to go over in the massive cemetery and ride their bikes around on the trails. It was a chilly fall morning and a blanket of fog was covering the cemetery. It gave me chills, but I thought....I'm a grown 34 year old woman. I can't be afraid of walking in a cemetery in the fog. That's silly. We walked through the dewy grass and finally got to the trails where they happily sped around each corner and hill for about an hour discovering all sorts of strange sights. I was finally getting tired of walking so we decided to head back toward home. The children were riding their bikes a few feet in front of me but even with the fog I could still see them. My 9 year old daughter has been riding a bike for many years and I haven't seen her fall off her back since she was about 3 years old. While I was watching her ride ahead of me on an absolutely smooth, flat trail, all of a sudden she was knocked off her bike with force and fell over to the right side in the grass. I looked where she fell and there was no bump in the road that knocked her over and no wind was blowing. She hadn't slowed down, which can sometimes cause you to fall over on a bike. She was moving quickly. Seeing it from behind it was the craziest thing. It was as if someone was on her left side and had shoved her really hard. I helped her up and asked what happened. She said it felt like something pushed her over. Thoroughly creeped out, we got back on the bikes and headed straight home. We still walk in the cemetery sometimes, but only when the sun is shining and not for very long! I have told many people that story but they act like I'm exaggerating. I can't blame them. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I would feel the same way. And yes, this really is a true story!

Awwww, Shelly! You went ahead and did Romeo's work for him. While that was sweet of you, and granted he has a hunky avatar, we were trying to hold the line from having the talented responders in this category looked upon as a free writing service for those who don't want to put in the effort expected of them. That said, cool story. I'm a ghost story writer. Check out https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/dochowells

Oh, and Romeo? Do your own work. If you want a little help or some encouragement, fine. But the whole shebang? That's not cool.

I walked through a graveyard a couple times.. nothing scary about it

Yes, I could write one.

Can you?

I have already but you're not reading it.