The Coffin
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All was quiet in the graveyard. It was cold and dark and empty. Thunder rumbled overhead and lightening flashed in the charcoal sky. Torrents of rain poured down, splashing onto the soft mud. A lamppost flickered and went out. All was dark. All was cold. All was still. . .
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It was dark that night. Only the moonlight and the darkness served as my guide on my way home. My feet was shaking. Then suddenly, I heard a scream.
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