I couldn't breath. Or see. Everything was dark. I only remember getting in a car accident. I was dead.
But I couldn't die. I had to be there for Emily! I kicked upwards, knocking the lid off my coffin, and moonlight poured in. I looked up. I was in a really deep hole. I looked down at myself. I was in a gray tux and I had a black tie on. I pulled the tie looser. I looked around me and noticed that I was in a coffin full of my stuff. Seems legit, I thought to myself as I rummaged through my stuff and found Emily's house key. I stood up and climbed out of the coffin, and then out of the hole. I started walking towards Emily's house. An hour later, I got to her house. I saw a cop car pull out and drive away.
"Oh Crap!" I yelled as I sprinted to the door. I unlocked it and walked in. I saw her on the floor, with my locket in her hands. I picked her up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom. I set her down in a chair and pulled the covers back from her bed. I picked her up and laid her down
in bed. I put the covers over her, went over to the corner and sat in a shadow. Hours passed, and I decided to sleep. I looked at the clock. 12:00 AM. I slowly drifted off to sleep.
