It reads upon Shakespeare’s grave:
Blessed be the man that spares these stones,
and cursed be he who moves my bones.

What would happen if someone triggers the curse?

To this day no one will dare move the gravestone, which is disintegrating in the church floor, not even for repairs, for fear of the curse.

My challenge to you is to write about this curse, what will happen to those who incur Shakespeare’s wrath? Who is so unlucky as to disturb the great writer’s grave?

(Found this in Scope magazine for teens)

With Halloween around the corner, I thought this would make for chilling tales!

So go write!