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A year had past since the death of Jennifer Check, and the ones who actually liked the girl, still mourned. People visited her grave daily, leaving flowers at the carbed stone as their way of showing their remembrance. Even people that didn't even know her that well, left red roses at the stopt that now acted as the marking of where Jenny's rotting corpse had been left to rest.
Jennifer's body lay still, her gorgeous blue eyes hidden from the world as her eyelids remained closed. The world continud to move without her, and the people went forward with their lives, leaving the memories of the blonde girl buries beside her in her grave.
But maybe- just maybe, the world didn't have to live without Jennifer Check just yet. Because as her eyelids shot open, revealing the dark irises many had fallen weak at the knees to, the universe decides the girl's live wasn't just over yet. For their new founden demon hadn't quite finished her task, thus granting her second (thirth) chance; at life, and at death.
The raven haired girl, dazed and confused, gasped as her chest heaved, her lungs filling with air for the first time in years. Being met with the sight of wood staring back at her not even two inches of her face, the girl began to panic, unstantly bringing her hands up to the wood and beginning to bang on it, trying to call for help. But Jennifer Check was six feet under, how could anyone hear her? The answer on that question is, they wouldn't.
Thus leading to the girl having to escape on her own. She tried anything, she puched, clawed, and kicked desperately at he lid encasing her, her knuckles and fingernails quickly turned red. Until finally, a small hole wa created and piles of dirt began to seap trough, covering her body. Jennifer coughed as it filled her lungs, but pushed through and continued to punch and punch.
Once the hole became wider and she could climb out, she did so, ignoring th dirt clinging to her skin and seeping into the cuts on her hands. It stung, but pain didn't seem to faze the Check girl's mind.
