Walking late at home

 On last month a girl was walking home late one evening.
It was dark and quiet and she had to pass through a cemetry.Although she did not like passing there that was his only way of their home. At the cemetry she had some voices.Thise on is mine, that on is yours said a voice.
The girl could not believe what she was hearing, he hid behind a big bush nearby.Actury she was repet by a person who was tolking.

Location: Kibera, NAIROBI, KENYA