Legs getting smashed by rocks and being buried alive
Oregon
I stood at the door shakily grasping the door handle, when I learned that Oklahoma had died it scared me half to death to go visit Idaho. "DAD! I'M GOING TO VISIT IDAHO!" I yelled waiting for a response. "DO YOU HAVE YOUR PHONE?" Dad yelled back and I yelled back a yes and dad responded with a be careful. I nodded and hesitated and opened the door and went on my way closing the door behind me. I went off onto a trail that led off to the spot they died.
When I got to the area Idaho's grave was I tripped over something face planting into the ground which caused a nosebleed. I covered my nose to stop blood from going everywhere when I heard footsteps and someone struggling with something and I flipped over onto my back. I saw Spanish Empire with a large large rock and I panicked my eyes widening as I only scooted away a couple centimeters before one of my legs were shattered and smashed onto the ground and I saw blood squirt out from under it and I screamed bloody murder and tried getting away but my smashed leg was caught and it hurt like hell pain radiating through my entire body and he picked the rock up struggling.
I took the chance to try and get away and I screamed louder as the house was rather close to Idaho's death spot. I figured if I screamed loud enough they would hear me and so I tried feeling like my vocal cords has snapped from screaming so loud and then he slammed the rock onto my other leg and I screamed squirming around. The cruel man that stood before laughed loudly and walked behind me and yanked me from under the rock and I screamed more as he dragged me to Idaho's death spot only to see a hole dug out, it was for me as there was a cross with my name marked in it.
Seeing the cross I tried fighting back but it was completely useless as I was dropped into the hole. I whimpered in pain and I sat there, I never realized that I had been crying but I was and I had been crying hard. I never paid attention to what went on above me until the same rock that crushed my legs landed back on them, or what was left of them and I cried out in pain. I had lost consciousness when the next rock landed on my torso.
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I woke up above ground to a bunch of different states I recognized, they all looked horrifying but I looked at myself and almost screamed. I looked just as horrific as them then a state came up to me, it was Colorado. "Hey bud, welcome home I guess." They said scratching their head. "DAD IS TRYING TO MURDER SPANISH EMPIRE!" Somebody yelled, I hadn't heard their voices in so long that it sounded stranger to me. "CALIFORNIA SHUT THE FUCK UP." Colorado yelled at California and I snickered. I love how Colorado and California hate each other, each encounter they have it always ends up in fighting. I stood up to see what was going on, Spanish Empires arms had been chopped off and he had been screaming, I almost broke out in laughter, what a pity for him.
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