Memories, Lost mothers, fathers, daughter and sons ...and many other strangers..
I like to look at the names on the graves, the years they lived and passed, the shortest and the longest lives, It is just make you wonder, where did they all go!
I had never went to a Cemetery back in Libya , always wanted to , but never could , so the other day I was passing by , And I sow The York Cemetery , so I went in , it is a very nice one , all green , just like a big park , I liked to walk around ..
and I took many pictures that I will share here ,Last time I found that the there is 2 parts of the Cemetery , I went to see the other part , It was not nice like the first one , the smell of death is all around , it was so scary and lonely , So I decided I am not going back there , But I am glad that I took a lot of pictures and went many times before seeing that other part ..
Most of people think that Cemeteries are full with died people , well , the way I see it cemeteries are full with memories , when people die all what is left to us are their memories , And at the end of every thing in life , nothing well last except memories ...
The scary part!
The other scary part that I did not like!
Here starts the nice part
