Peter used to love his neighbours and the neighbourhood as it was like the old days when everyone knew each other if needed any help that was until the neighbours saw a way to make some quick money selling to be large consortium.
Peter was known getting constant phone calls from James Morrison the consortium agent about him selling his house at a reasonable profit,but he keeps saying to James he cannot move as his house contains all the good memories of his deceased wife Diane.
Peter then kept getting knocks on the door at strange hours,eggs thrown at his window,dog poo in envelopes through his door which was starting to make him depressed.
Then on St Valentine's day the cruelty was extended by various insulting cards bbabout his wife,Peter could take no more so took his own life.
One year later on the very day St Valentine's fell upon a hand pushed through the earth were Peter was buried then Peter rises from his grave as a vengeful Zombie.
Peter walks slowly to his previous home in a slow,methodical approach,he gazes inside the window to see James and his wife cuddly up on the sofa watching something naff on the television.
Peter then shuffles to the front rand out of muscle memory he pushed the doorbell.
James walks to the door to answer it,when he does he sees the decomposing cadaver of Peter,he is just about to let a scream for help when Peter with a supernatural force drivers his hand into his torso and tips out his heart,and then writes in red crimson blood
YOU TOOK MY HEART IT'S MY TURN TO TAKE YOUR HEART.
And with that Peter returns to his grave to sleep the eternal sleep of the dead.
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