Chapter 8 - Chilling Grave

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(Holly's POV)

I felt awfully cold. Where was I? How did I get here? So many questions that were pouring into my brain and none where going to be answered any time soon. The space I was in was tight and the sides were rough and full of splinters. I felt dead and in so much petrifying agony. I slammed my hands to the sides. The top was slightly loose and my escape was easy, or so I thought. In the same millisecond I lifted the lid a avalanche of dirt crumbled and choked the life out of me. Struggling for air I dug upwards as quick as lightning.
My clammy hand burst through the ground and into the open. Mini cracks raced across the floor like breaking ice. I pulled towards freedom.
At last my body was free of the encasing tomb of death. But area I was in reeked of corpses' rotting flesh and blood. Grey, eroding stones poked up through the mud. Some of them had delicate curves and designs. But every stone had names and a few depressing words engraved into them. The one behind me read:
'Holly Rodgers age 17
A loving daughter and sister that died in a awful accident.'
So am I a ghost? Zombie? Some weird alien thing? My body was covered in dry blood, it was crusty and old.
I meandered along heading for a large forest. Since I am dead theirs no point going back, I whispered in my head. A giant willow tree hung down and waved its slim arms aimlessly. There were many big clusters of Pine and Oak like giant blades of grass swaying slowly in the breeze. Weeds polluted the area and grew in massive groups. Ivy strangled the trees. Lush, green grass grew plentifully, tall and untamed in this place. It was beautiful and wild. A great lake stood still, reflecting the moon light like a giant mirror. I sighed heavily. My breath floated upwards in little puffs of white as I exhaled. Little colourful flowers bloomed brilliantly and seemed to give off a faint glow as the rays of light shone upon them. It was then I realised I wasn't alone, someone's eyes pierced my back like a spear. I turned around quickly. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. A little gasp escaped from my lips and I muttered two simple words:
"It's you..."

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