-You were in a cemetery, visiting a dead relative of yours. You missed them so much. You sat next to their grave, sobbing. You were there for a good solid 20 minutes till the wind picked up, a little too much.-

-You braced yourself for what might come. And the wind stopped. You slowly opened your eyes to be met with a ghost. He has a smug smile on his face.-

"What's with all the tears?"