(Warning: buried alive if you cant handle it then dont force it. Move on.)
I appeared to be outside and inside a cemetery. I take look around an start walking towards a empty gathering. Theres a portrait of the one who died hanging on a frame, but the frames blank. I see a single black rose laid on the casket. As I walk closer towards the casket, a small faint sound of crying appears. Its cry becoming louder and louder the closer I am to a dark unsettling feeling, the voice sounded familiar. I grew curious wanting to see who was being buried and where the pleas and cries of help were coming from. I open the casket and find a mirror looking back at my reflection. Suddenly I'm inside the casket. Trying to get out I bang on the wood, as tears begin to fall. "Help! Please let me out, I'm not dead!" Little did I remember that not a single person was there except myself. Those cries fall on deaf ears. I begin screaming begging for anyone to hear me desperate as I felt the casket lowering down into the ground. I was in the coffin 6 ft under i then understood i was the one crying and screaming with no one to hear me.
i woke up in tears and shaking...but still,
I wake.
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The Rantings Of A Mad Woman
Kısa HikayeIf seeing is believing then dive into my mind and see how twisted it can get. Enjoy the nightmare~ (Warning: upseting topics do not read if feint at heart)
