坟场边的老头

这是我们寝室里的同学说的。
那天寝室停电，大家闲着没事，很早就睡了，可每个人都睡不着啊，怎么办？这个埋藏在那个同学的心里的故事，就这样被说出来了。
小时候，我在上学，家离不是很远，但要回家的话，总要走过那一个有着说不出名的乱坟堆。
我们几个同路的，是无论怎样都一起回家的，至于原因，我们从没给对方说过，但我们也都了解。
可越是不想发生的事，偏偏在我身上发生了：记得那天是我没交作业，下午放学时老师点名叫我留下，我当时觉得没什么啊，补做就是了嘛。
那时正是冬天，天黑得很早，我一个人在里，花了1小时把作业完成了，兴冲冲地去了老师的办公室，可一敲门，没反应，再敲，还是一样，我急了，一阵狂敲……“哎，哎，那个同学，你在干嘛？”“我……找老师。
”我把本子扬了扬，向一个驼背的老婆婆说道。
“嗨……现在都什么时候了，老师呀，早走了”“不会吧，李老师叫我做完了就来找他的啊？怎么……”我有点焦虑的问道。
“这就是你的不对了，老师也要回家的嘛，他还去接孩子呢，天色不早了，你也快回家吧……天黑了，路可不好走啊，你可要当心点啊，路滑……”那老婆婆很关心我似的说着。
“唉，没办法了，我明天找老师去，谢谢你啊婆婆，我走了”“恩……小孩子……快走吧，天快黑了……”说完这些，我望了望学校四周，已经快看清远处的路了，我这时才慌忙的向学校大门跑去……乡下的傍晚，湿起很重，我在小路上快速的走者，不敢四处张望，看者我被露水打湿的裤管，我感到一阵的寒气。
夜……慢慢地降临了，我完全看不清远处的路，之看到那些在黑漆漆的夜幕下，摇动身躯的树，在发出让我头皮发麻的飕飕的声音……我心里开始慌张了，因为那坟场的路已经到了我脚下了，在这条路上，我从来没一个人走，在这时我想起了伙伴们的话：“哈哈，你小子载了吧？把作业补好的话，我看你一个人怎么回家。
”当时我还和他们叫劲呢，原来是说的这个我们都害怕的坟场啊……想到这里，我开始后悔了，转身就想回学校，可看着那黑麻麻的天，我退怯了，过了这坟场，在走几里地就到家了啊，怀这对回家的渴望，我几乎是闭着眼睛向前走着，任凭黑暗将我吞没。
坟场什么时候到的连我自己都不知道，“听说那乱坟场又闹鬼了？四婶他男人就是在那里撞了啊，回家就疯了”“昨晚二弟守地，地里那里有人在？第二天大伙在乱坟场见到他了，那个脸色白的……”我脑里这时全是那些关于这地方的传言，我心跳加速了，感觉快到了嗓子眼儿。
我大气不敢出，急冲冲地向前走着。
扑通，我突然倒下了，跌得我生疼，我爬了起来，口里大声骂着，“该死的!什么东西绊我的脚？”我当时气的差点一脚踢了出去，“哎哟……”忽然，一个人的声音从我脚下传了出来，“妈呀！什么啊！”我跳了起来，神经病似的喊着。
“痛死我了，痛啊……”那声音还在，我听出来了是个老头发出的，对，是个老头！我这时早已跑到了一棵大树下，想着，有人在好啊，我就不那么怕了，可当时天早已黑了，远远的，我之看见那个人的轮廓，是个矮小的，好像得病在呻吟的老头。
我壮了壮胆，“哎，老伯伯，你怎么啦？”随着我问完，那老头突然停止了呻吟，没动静了，这让我很奇怪，但想着毕竟有人在嘛，我蹑手蹑脚的走近了……那老头的身体慢慢的，出现在了我眼前，啊！！！随着我的靠近，老头抬起了头来。
那，那是？我简直不敢相信我的眼睛，那老头的头上尽然长了只角，在夜色下透出惨淡的白光，“哇啊啊！！！”我下意识的后退了几步，老头居然站了起来，“唔……唔……疼！疼！”他发出的声音开始变的古怪起来，不像人的了。
老头向我走来，一步一步，蹒跚的样子，他好像闭着眼睛，矮小的身子里透出阵阵臭味，奇怪的臭味，吓的我差点倒下，“妈妈啊！妈呀！”我大声叫着，在树林里回荡着我自己的声音……我扭头就跑。
哪管是什么地方，只是向前冲。
扑通！我听见什么重重的倒下，这时我才发现，坟场已在我身后了，那老头也不知了踪影……我大口的喘着粗气，两只发软的腿支撑不了我的身体，我倒下了。
我觉得我是爬回家的，在离家不远的村口，我使尽了最后的力气叫着爸爸妈妈……第二天，我没上学，作业也还是没交给老师。
我病了，很重，镇上的医生尽然不知道我得的什么病，叫爸妈带我到城里去医治。
妈妈没办法，请来了乡下的“神婆”替我躯病。
神婆在我躺着的床前跳着不知是什么的舞蹈，我只觉得那时多么的让人琢磨不透，那么妖娆……一个月后，我的病好了，在家些着作业，妈妈和同村的王婶在门外聊着天，“哎，你知道吗？你儿子学校里的那个看门的孙婆婆，他老伴就是你儿出事的那天死的，听说是在乱坟场采药，天黑了路滑，跌下坎摔死了啊.
什么！难道是他？我耳边仿佛又响起了“唔……唔……疼死了……”那是我心中的梦魇，挥之不去了……在我那位同学说完这故事的同时，寝室里哪还有人睡的着，他自己的梦魇，要带给周围的人吗？周围的人……

Introduce:The classmate in our dormitory says this.
That day dormitory power cut, at a loose end does not have everybody thing, early slept, but everybody sleeps to be not worn, how to do? This bury is in the story in the heart of that classmate, was spoken to come so.
In one's childhood, I go to school in the country, the home leaves the school is not very far, but if wanting to come home, always should have walked along that one to having say inglorious chaos piles graveyard.
We of a few go the same way, no matter how come home together,be, as to the reason, we never had said to the other side, but we also understand.
Can not consider the issue that produce the more, happened on my body unluckily: Remember that day is I did not make work, dot of the teacher when classessing are over afternoon is called me to stay, I feel at that time it doesn't matter ah, fill do even if.
In those days is in the winter, the day is black early, my person is in the classroom, spent 1 hour to complete work, excitedly ground went to the teacher's office, can knock, do not have reaction, knock again, same still, I am urgent, knock madly.
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" hey, hey, that classmate, are you working? " " I.
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seek a teacher.
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now when, teacher, went early " " won't, did Mr.
Li call me to finish to come to those who look for him? How.
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" I have those who nod angst to ask.
"This is you is incorrect, the teacher also should come home, he still receives the child, weather is not early, you come home quickly also.
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dark, road but bad to go ah, you can want to be careful to nod, the road is slippery.
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" that granny cares very much saying like me.
"Alas, do not have method, I will seek a teacher tomorrow, thank you ah mother-in-law, I went " " favour.
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go quickly, the day is fast black.
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" say these, I visit the school all around, the way that sees clear far already quickly, I at this moment just hurriedly run to school gate.
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rural dusk, wet case very heavy, the my fast on alley person that go, not dare everywhere look around, the person that look I am hit by dew wet trouser, I feel algidity.
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arrived slowly, I see the way of not clear far completely, see those are below the curtain of night of pitch-dark, the tree of jolty body, the sound that sending a make sth dry or cool of make sth dry or cool that lets my scalp pins and needles.
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begin in my heart flurried, because that is graveyard,the road of field had arrived below my foot, on this road, I do not have a person to go, in at this moment I remembered associate people if: "Ha, did your boy carry? If filling exercise, I see your person how come home.
" I still call interest with them at that time, it is so say this graveyard field that we fear ah.
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