“Wanna know when you’re gonna die?” Samantha shivered. Was Janie serious? What a morbid thought. She and her fellow eighth grader stood beneath a tree, outside the gates of the old Hamilton Cemetery. This classic rite of passage was their task for this All Hallows’ Eve. “I’ll go first.” Janie lifted her chin. Samantha watched… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Do You Wanna Know?