I woke up feeling a sense of discomfort, I felt crammed up, felt like the walls of my room were closing up on me, but it’s only a dream, it can’t be real: so i think to myself, how do I get through a bad dream? Well the answer seemed pretty clear, I just opened my eyes and woke up from this nightmare. I open them and I breathe deeply, but to my shock, I’m not home, I’m not in my bed, where am I? So I start banging and I realize I’m in a coffin, but how is that possible I think, it can’t be, so I keep on banging, my heart is racing, the air is dusty, every breath I take is like breathing mothballs, so I bang the wall hard and harder until CRACK!! The wall of what I could only imagine to be a coffin, gives in. The thought of freedom brought a feeling of calmness which was immediately overthrown with the realisation that dirt was rapidly flowing in. I rush to make it stop but nothing I do seems to work. I’m moving dirt to the sides, but it keeps on coming, and suddenly it stops, it had gotten all the way past my chess rendering me immobilized but it stopped. Not being able to move I am left with little options and don’t know what to do next. The coldness I was feeling stopped. I felt a sudden warmth I haven’t felt before, am I walking up? Is now when it all ends? Is this where this dream comes to an end? But this isn’t a dream, or is it? Stuck in this uncertainty when all of the sudden saw the light
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