I woke up to the sun streaming into mine and kyles room, to here nothing but dead silence throughout the house. I sat up in the white satin sheets of the bed and then placed my feet upon the cold, wooden floor and slowly shuffled myself toward the large window at the edge of my room. As I glance around the garden I realised a small patch of grass that looked like it had been dug up.
I put on some black leggings on, my baggy black tee and slipped on my (of course) black boots and as trying not to wake kyle I carefully left the room and went to the garden. As I got closer to the patch of land I realised it was quite raised up and in the corner of my eye it was moving. So I grabbed the rusty, old shovel and started to dig. I was digging for a good hour and still no one was up and as it turned 9:00am I finally hit something which to me looked like a chest and as I unearthed it a little more I could here a faint voice screaming for help. When I finally pulled this old chest out of the ground it began to shake so I grabbed the bold cutters from the rickety old shed and cut the lock as I did so the lid shot of into the air and out stepped Marie Laveau.
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Marie Laveau-Unearthed
Short StoryA mini Fan fic- A twist in Marie Laveau's fait instead of an eternity in hell she was found buried by the wicked Delphine in the back garden of Miss Robichaux's Academy from exceptional young ladies.
