I slowly began driving through the old, foggy, and smelly cemetery, looking at all the graves. I slowly make a sharp left turn at the second street you come to. i never go the cemetery at night, but tonight was a special occasion. At exactly midnight, I will lay flowers upon his grave to represent his 2 year anniversary after his death from bladder cancer. I come to complete stop and turn off my car. I wait till my clock says 11:58 and then I slowly begin walking to his grave, very slowly. I also do this every month on the day he past away, which he past away on 12-21-12. I go and talk to him when I am very depressed and I have no one to talk to or I will tell him things that I don't want other people knowing.