Just for Kicks

Last night at 8:30 P.M. me and my friend decided to drive around here in our place. It's one of those things that we gave ourselves a break from our children, at least for 30 minutes. It's kinda nice, just cruising without the whining, screaming and crying of bored kiddos. But for the record this doesn't happen most of the time. My children are behave. And I admit that I'm a conceited mom :-). Anyways, last night we decided to drive in this place where there's an isolated building that known to be haunted. It's near by the beach. When we there, the place is so quiet. I was okay till my friend told me that we're in the middle of a burial place. Men, I could hear my heart pounding. That was a tripper.!