Ground smell was the first thing that hit me. Confused I opened slowly my eyes, trying to turn upside down on my soft bed. Air was heavy, my back was hitting something that felt like wood.
My hands suddenly thrown forward to find more wood, my eyes still wide opened trying to catch the meaning of what was happening, the why the when the where the how.
Too confused to move i just started to stare at the coffin. Was I dead? My hands carefully touching my face, feeling my arms and caressing my neck, in that silence i heard voices crying outside, a tongue praying and a throat laughing.
"Amen".
I started to move, something was moving and the smell got worse. The voices got further away but they were still pumping in my ears, making my brain explode.
Finally I found the courage to let my fingers reach my heart and squeeze on it, digging desperately to find my heartbeat. The coffin stopped and so did my laugh and my prayers. Grass and dirt were falling on me ready to become my home.
Pum pum... Pum pum... Pum pum... Pum pum...
They were throwing on me at the same rythm of my heart.
I was alive.
It got to me all at once.
"Wait wait!" I was alive.
Were they?
"Wait please help!" Bugs started to cover my skin making my screams desperate. "Wait please no!.."
Fists hitting the coffin with violence, blood ripping out of my hands, it was just getting more attention from the bugs. Blood.
"Please, you are burying me ALIVE!"
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Randomi cant remember what i was talking about. maybe you maybe me maybe us. they just keep popping up, in the most inappropriate moments. i hate them so much i wish i could just extirpate them from my mind like you do with dead flowers. my memories are...
