“AAAAAHHHHHH,” screamed Billy Jean Bemsworth.

“WHAT, WHAT,” yelled her little brother, Triston.

“Ha, ha, I tricked you!” Triston was furious.

Later that night, Billy Jean spent the night on the very west side of the Metairie Cemetery and Triston on the east. At 3:00 AM, Triston screamed. Billy Jean knew he was just trying to get her back for what she did.

The next morning, Billy Jean walked over to the east side. Triston was nowhere to be found. Billy Jean climbed to the top of one of the graves to look for Triston. “AAAAAHHHHH,” she screamed. Zombies were coming out of the graves. You don’t want to know the rest of the story. Let’s just say no one ever saw Billy Jean or Triston again.