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Being dead isn't that bad, at least, for me it isnt. It's better than my life when I was alive.

I was the first to die of the group placed in this graveyard. I'm not sure why they placed only us seven. But there is no point in questioning it now.

Every now and then someone I vaguely remember, comes to the graveyard and puts flowers on all seven graves.

I don't like the energy she puts off. That's another thing the dead can sense but humans can't, energy and intent.

This woman feels eerily happy and almost devious. Like when you were a child and would steal some candy but worse. She felt like she wanted us dead.

She made it seem like she could see us but not acnowledge it. I have never felt comfortable when she was in the graveyard and i dont think the others did either. She would come by every other month. It also seemed like she was checking to make sure we didn't leave. Well we can't leave.

Yeah, we have tried leaving but it doesn't work. We always end up back here. It's like an endless loop.

Until November 15th 2010. The day I rose from the dead

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 08, 2018 ⏰

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