Tombstone Template Printable Novels & Stories

There were four tombstones lit with information of the deceased from Bright Moon Village written on them along with their portraits. The other tombstones were blank except for their names. These thin tombstones were also called mortality cards. Once their names were engraved and inserted into the sand table, it meant that their deaths would happen in only three months at most.

The truth that your loved ones could cease to exist at any moment? “We’re here”. I heard him say. And it was only then that I blinked several times to clear my vision. And my heart clenched excruciatingly as my gaze settled on the tombstone in front of me. The words ‘Hope Grant. 3rd Feb, 2023 – 3rd Feb, 2023. Forever loved’ were engraved.

The man yelled, leading a smile to crawl on the face of the BMW owner. Soon after, the sand above the wooden surface was cleared to reveal a customized coffin with an engraved name on it. "Open it," The BMW man ordered, and as the forced it open, they found nothing inside. There were neither bones, maggots, nor any sign of rotten flesh. A strange smile appeared on his lips as he waved them to cover it up. He started to leave for his car, and as he began to reverse, he turns his car's headlights on, a reflection hitting the name engraved on the tombstone which was formerly above the grave they just dug to reveal, "Donovan Otto Blackwood,"

"It was hidden behind the tax audits for 2018!" They huddled together, the flashlight beam trembling. They tore the folder open. Inside was a single sheet of paper. It wasn't a criminal record. It wasn't a birth certificate. It was a high-resolution, color print-out of a **Garbage Truck**, with a sticky note attached that simply said: > *“Reserved for the Vances. Pick-up time: Midnight.”* > Underneath the picture was a second page: a printed meme of a cat wearing a crown with the caption: "DO YOU EVER GET TIRED OF BEING WRONG?"

TAKEN Epilogue Five years later Marcus stared numbly at the name encrypted on the grave plate, he didn't bring flowers today as he used to. In fact, it's been a long time he was here. He could see the previous ones had withered and so was his feelings. Instead he was there with a three year old girl and a woman in her early thirties beside him. And like he had informed them, he was just going to say his last bye to that woman he once married.

The man in the frame was in his mid thirties and he looked very similar to Marco which made her believe that he must have been the older Mister McCoy, Beside him was a very beautiful woman, a little shorter than him but with the pale complexion and electric blue eyes. There were two kids in the frame. One looked around seven years old wearing a black tuxedo as his mother caressed his hair. There was Another boy in the frame around three years old, He was wearing the same black tuxedo as the older one but his face was blank and he looked like he was a complete stranger to the family.

Perhaps, he’s been here quite often? Hayden sighed as he looked down at the tombstone and my eyes followed. Although there was enough light for us to make out what was around us, there wasn’t enough light to see the details on the tombstone. As if he could read my mind, Hayden turned on the flashlight of his mobile and shone it on the tombstone for my sake. It was obvious that Hayden knew what was written there but I didn’t. ‘Harvey T.’ A name without anything else was engraved on the tombstone.

The smaller one gathered up the lighter things. I made a note of the plate number out of habit, and then unfolded the flyer and stared at it as they drove off. It was a cheap-looking photocopy covered with what looked like ads for horror movies that had been torn out of a newspaper, with hand drawn pictures of skulls and bats filling all the other blank spaces. Big swatches of text in old-fashioned fonts mixed with words made out of cut out letters from magazines covered the rest of it. Midnight Spook Party SEE the dead return!

Blake glanced at her and continued, "The birthmark on the tombstone is the same as the one I know. Born and death in the same date. This kind of coincidence makes me curious about the person in the cemetery." The tombstone was engraved with the date of birth to the date of death, indicating that this person had signs of life in the world. Blake later checked Shen Yan's birth date. Although it was old, he could still find it. His intuition told him that he must come and see this old lady.

He doesn’t have the money so he couldn't make an excuse that he stopped to have something to eat. A deep sigh left his mouth. He turned his attention to his hand and something caught his attention. His eyes widened and the tears on the edge of the eyes welled up. His hand starts to tremble, his already weak body started to feel numb. The words on the tomb were the words he didn't saw for a long time. He never knew his fear will turn true right now. The tombstone reads, Here lies Venessa Brown A beloved mother A great wife And even better friend.