When I was a child, there was a cemetery I had to pass on my way home from the park where I played with my friends living nearly. I frequently came home after dark and my crabby grandmother, whom I disliked at that time, tried her best to make me come home earlier. She told me that hungry ghosts would chase me if I entered the cemetery after dark, which was quite scary. It is easy to remember the thoughts and feelings.
I experienced when I passed that place on my way home. After I passed the first gate, my heart would beat like a drum and my throat would turn dry. I imagined the ghosts gathering together to attack me from behind. The fear that I would be captured and eaten by them kept racing through my mind, but I made it to safety without being caught every time.
When the writer was young, he used to play with his friends _________.
in the cemetery
in the park
in the schoolyard
near the first gate of the cemetery
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