6 Feet Under

Section 4: Freedom

I frantically moved my hand and I managed to break from the coffin I stood up. I started to suffocated because now I was buried in the mud. I tried to dig my way up but that didn't work. I started to not be able to breathe at all when I thought to try and swim? I know it sounds crazy but it did actually start to work. I felt myself getting higher and higher up. When finally I threw my hand up through the dirt and felt fresh air. I couldn't breathe at all but I was almost there. I just kept on wriggling about. Finally I felt a breeze on the top of my head. I just dug and I finally got out. Fresh air. I slumped my self on the grass next to me. I layed there taking nice big deep breaths in. It felt so good . The sun was starting to rise. I saw some iAd your standing at a gate in the fast distance. I tried my best to run to them but my body was so weak. They turned around. It was a young boy around about my age. He was in pure shock. He must have realise what had happened because he immediately called an ambulance. I was free.