The Coffin

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"Hey what's in this room?" a girl said pointing to the door in front of her. "Oh that's just a storage room." a person replied to her. "What kind of stuff do you have in here?" the girl asked as she reached for the doorknob. The person grabbed the doorknob before the girl could touch it. "It's really messy there. It's kinda embarrassing to show." they said to her while slowly leading her away from the door.

The two were chatting away in the living room, one of their phones beeped. The girl took a glance at her phone. "It's already this late?!" She exclaimed. "I better be going now." She told the person standing up. The person stood up as well leading the girl to the door. "Well thanks for having me, hopefully I can see you again soon." she said. "Thanks for coming over, take care." the person replied as the girl left. They closed the door, a sigh coming out of their mouth. 

They walked to the storage room, opening the door to see an almost empty room except for a wooden coffin in the middle of the room. They went beside the coffin placing a hand on it. A sad smile formed on their face. "Good evening, my dear. It's my birthday in a few days." They said as they traced their hand around the carvings on the coffin. "Maybe this time you'll wake up. I really want to celebrate it with you". They stood there in silence for a few moments before moving again. "Good night" They said as they closed the door leaving it alone in the room once again.

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