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Just a short story about one of my worst fears.

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I opened my eyes

I couldn't see anything, only darkness!

Where the hell was I?

I was also finding it hard to breath

I tried feeling around

It seemed...I was in some sort of box

Or was it a coffin?

I couldn't hear anything at all, just silence

I was going to spend the rest of my life alone

In a coffin and I was probably not going to see the sun again

Could things get any worse?

Just as I was trying to stretch my feet

My feet touched something cold and wet!

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