Three boys called Peter, Paul and John were driving down to their other friend's house, Eric one dark and cloudy night. None of the other boys liked Eric very much; they all called him 'chicken shit' and 'loser'. Nevertheless, John did like him, so told Paul to leave him alone, Paul didn't accept. "I know, here listen to this..." They all agreed. Consequently Paul decided if Eric slept over night in the graveyard just off …showed first 75 words of 572 total…

…showed last 75 words of 572 total…Hey, there's chicken shit, Eric get up, you pasted the..." He trailed off. For he was not staring down at a sleeping Eric, but a dead one. Eric had nailed the flag to the tree, but had not noticed he had nailed apart of his coat also, when he moved away from the tree, he thought someone had held onto him, lost his balance and fell back wards hitting his head off the tomb wall.