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I help sing to dead people

Okay this is a part from my deleted book pjo random stuff that was not published, but I thought was to good to give up (or was going to be of I'd fished it). So this completely unedited. One shot.

Leo's POV

I probably shouldn't be walking around at two am but tomorrow is Halloween. And if you're gonna scary the holy Hades out of someone you have to get a head start. I was going to the graveyard to get some ideas for my awesome haunted house aka  bunker 9. I could some one singing, not at all weird. I mean who doesn't come to a graveyard in the middle of the night to sing to the dead people.Now that I'm closer I think its a different language...I bet it a opera singer. I stayed as close to the treeline as I could still making my way to the sound. I tried to  think of why an opera  singer would be in a graveyard ,not much came to mind.Maybe the toilets ware broken at the practice place and he/she got lost in the way back from the  Taco bell bathroom or something.

  I could see the person who was singing but it was much to short and skinny to be an opera singer. But  it...er ...he was just the right size to be death breath. I watched for a while ,I didn't want to embarrass some one in front of all the gravestones if it wasn't Nico. He turn slightly just enough for me to see a glimpse of of his face it was him.

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