That night we were sleeping and I woke up. I felt something watching me My eyes popped open to see a hideous face, puke green hair and nails. They were more like claws. It was as if  the hair and nails never stopped grow growing after death. The thing was in my bedroom doorway. I could see it. It was like a dream but I knew it wasn't. I was terrified and couldn't move.
 
  It reached out and raked me with its claws. The nails were crusty, curly, dirty and long. I remember screaming as loud as I could. Pulling my eyes shut until my mom ran in and started shaking me. There was blood all over my face from the scratch and she cleaned it off.  The next day I went back to where I had hit the grave markers. The stones were piled back up like they were the day before, right after I hit them.  I had my older brother help me and we fixed the headstones again.
 I was scared  that night. I didn't sleep at all. I was afraid it would come back and hurt me again.  Deep into the night, I  heard something. A Door slammed but no one was up ! I ran to my older brothers room as fast as I could and crawled into his bed. I hid under the covers for a few minutes hoping I had escaped.