If gentlemen and ladies, we will receive the moment to all of saying good-bye to this material world, but I wait that it is not of this form neither another horrible one, but in this case we will speak of an agony after being buried I live after suffering a trance. If your you are sensitive I recommend you to pass another post, warned, we continue with the history...
It was a hot morning of the month of May. Jhon Hendrix and their he/she engages they prepared to leave toward the field, with their two children Marie and Jones 5 and 7 years respectively.
The marriage Hendrix was one of the few ones that was taken relatively well. They had married young, they had had two wonderful children for them, and in spite of having had some discussions in their marriage,
they had been more their happiness and for that reason they continued being loved.
That day seemed very well dawn for the Hendrix, but it would not end up so well, neither very much less as they had wanted
them.
The woman was preparing some small sandwiches, while the husband toward the small baggage.
When suddenly Jhon screamed to its wife, while he/she held on to with both hands the chest:
-Elisa, the heart, Elisa.... If, indeed, Jhon Hendrix suffered of the heart and they had already given him some attacks, but this seemed to be much stronger.
The woman ran frantically next to him:
-Jhon ,aguanta, Jhon... Affection..
But already anything one could make for their life. Although to the few instants an ambulance took it toward the hospital,
Jhon stopped to exist for the road. The male nurse said with I sit down tristeza:-him Mrs., we have not been able to make more.
But was Jhon in fact dead?... NOT.
Their brain continued I live. Since the only thing that had happened him was a trance attack.
He could hear, to see, but it could not move, it could not communicate. But if he/she heard the male nurse words. And for that reason he/she screamed with force in their interior: -clear that can make more, to look at me, I am alive, I am alive!!!
Nobody could listen to him, since he/she could only think and not to speak. It was full with terror. God willing the trance attack that had not affected to its brain happened soon. It was not this way.
And the following day he/she got ready their funeral one. That irony!. Their funeral one.
He/she saw their wife crying, and to their two children, also to their friends and well-known. All were sad. For him.
For their death.
But he was alive... And for that reason he/she screamed:
I -am alive, you are not sad, damned it is, I am alive!...
It was in their shrouded bed, with the two hands on the chest. Suddenly he/she saw as two men they came closer to the bed, and him
they grabbed one for the legs, and another for the back.
He wondered where they would take it. Soon he/she went him that is.
-no, not to the coffin not, this nooooooooooo, nooooooooo!!!!
If, indeed, they put it in the coffin and later he/she listened that they asked to their wife if he/she wanted to give him a last farewell kiss. She consented and he/she made this way it. When Jhon kissed him he/she screamed toward inside:
-Elisa, affection, you cannot believe that I have died, you cannot believe it!
Then everything was darkness. They closed the cover and then it felt like they transported the casket toward what he believed that it was a funeral car. Later they took out it again and he/she noticed as if it was gone down to a grave. If, it was gone down to their own grave. He continued screaming although they didn't listen to it:
- No, I am alive, this is a nightmare, my God....
But soon he/she realized that it was not any dream. He/she listened a noise coming from up. And soon
he/she knew what was. They were
the earth shovels that the gravedigger tossed. He/she also listened some words and he/she could know about the one who you/they came:
-powder is and powdered you will become.
A chill traveled the inert body of Jhon. He/she was the priest!
Then it continued listening the horrible shovels and he/she no longer listened nothing else. A silence of death and never rather was had
fact in the tomb. He/she knew that toward already while that all had left.
Then he/she began to realize that finally it could move. Si, sus músculos empezaban a despertar.
He/she tried to speak and it got it. It had already passed the horrible trance attack. Now the important thing was to leave of there.
And it began him to attempt.
It hit the coffin with the fists, it clawed the velvet of the box with the fingernails. But anything. He/she noticed as
it left him blood of the hands. As he broke the fingernails. He/she rested.
It should recover forces. Then it began to kick with the feet. But anything. He/she heard their strong breathing; panting. Their heart that beat strongly. He dropped drops of perspiration for the forehead. It was out. But it should continue. Soon it would not be him air.
Toward already enough while that was hitting the box trying to break it for up, but soon he/she realized that it would be
impossible.
Then it began to hit on one hand. And he/she noticed as the wood you began to crack. Maybe it could survive. Then
it was when he/she listened as some light scratches to the other side of the box.
He/she was gone by the head that you/they had maybe buried another poor alive man the same as him. But soon it discarded it. Then. That they were those scratches?.
To the one who you/they belonged?.
Soon he/she knew that it was. And a terror lash shook all its body. A scream full with horror left its dry one garganta:-no God, please that not, I request it to you, rats not!!
It was a hot morning of the month of May. Jhon Hendrix and their he/she engages they prepared to leave toward the field, with their two children Marie and Jones 5 and 7 years respectively.
The marriage Hendrix was one of the few ones that was taken relatively well. They had married young, they had had two wonderful children for them, and in spite of having had some discussions in their marriage,
they had been more their happiness and for that reason they continued being loved.
That day seemed very well dawn for the Hendrix, but it would not end up so well, neither very much less as they had wanted
them.
The woman was preparing some small sandwiches, while the husband toward the small baggage.
When suddenly Jhon screamed to its wife, while he/she held on to with both hands the chest:
-Elisa, the heart, Elisa.... If, indeed, Jhon Hendrix suffered of the heart and they had already given him some attacks, but this seemed to be much stronger.
The woman ran frantically next to him:
-Jhon ,aguanta, Jhon... Affection..
But already anything one could make for their life. Although to the few instants an ambulance took it toward the hospital,
Jhon stopped to exist for the road. The male nurse said with I sit down tristeza:-him Mrs., we have not been able to make more.
But was Jhon in fact dead?... NOT.
Their brain continued I live. Since the only thing that had happened him was a trance attack.
He could hear, to see, but it could not move, it could not communicate. But if he/she heard the male nurse words. And for that reason he/she screamed with force in their interior: -clear that can make more, to look at me, I am alive, I am alive!!!
Nobody could listen to him, since he/she could only think and not to speak. It was full with terror. God willing the trance attack that had not affected to its brain happened soon. It was not this way.
And the following day he/she got ready their funeral one. That irony!. Their funeral one.
He/she saw their wife crying, and to their two children, also to their friends and well-known. All were sad. For him.
For their death.
But he was alive... And for that reason he/she screamed:
I -am alive, you are not sad, damned it is, I am alive!...
It was in their shrouded bed, with the two hands on the chest. Suddenly he/she saw as two men they came closer to the bed, and him
they grabbed one for the legs, and another for the back.
He wondered where they would take it. Soon he/she went him that is.
-no, not to the coffin not, this nooooooooooo, nooooooooo!!!!
If, indeed, they put it in the coffin and later he/she listened that they asked to their wife if he/she wanted to give him a last farewell kiss. She consented and he/she made this way it. When Jhon kissed him he/she screamed toward inside:
-Elisa, affection, you cannot believe that I have died, you cannot believe it!
Then everything was darkness. They closed the cover and then it felt like they transported the casket toward what he believed that it was a funeral car. Later they took out it again and he/she noticed as if it was gone down to a grave. If, it was gone down to their own grave. He continued screaming although they didn't listen to it:
- No, I am alive, this is a nightmare, my God....
But soon he/she realized that it was not any dream. He/she listened a noise coming from up. And soon
he/she knew what was. They were
the earth shovels that the gravedigger tossed. He/she also listened some words and he/she could know about the one who you/they came:
-powder is and powdered you will become.
A chill traveled the inert body of Jhon. He/she was the priest!
Then it continued listening the horrible shovels and he/she no longer listened nothing else. A silence of death and never rather was had
fact in the tomb. He/she knew that toward already while that all had left.
Then he/she began to realize that finally it could move. Si, sus músculos empezaban a despertar.
He/she tried to speak and it got it. It had already passed the horrible trance attack. Now the important thing was to leave of there.
And it began him to attempt.
It hit the coffin with the fists, it clawed the velvet of the box with the fingernails. But anything. He/she noticed as
it left him blood of the hands. As he broke the fingernails. He/she rested.
It should recover forces. Then it began to kick with the feet. But anything. He/she heard their strong breathing; panting. Their heart that beat strongly. He dropped drops of perspiration for the forehead. It was out. But it should continue. Soon it would not be him air.
Toward already enough while that was hitting the box trying to break it for up, but soon he/she realized that it would be
impossible.
Then it began to hit on one hand. And he/she noticed as the wood you began to crack. Maybe it could survive. Then
it was when he/she listened as some light scratches to the other side of the box.
He/she was gone by the head that you/they had maybe buried another poor alive man the same as him. But soon it discarded it. Then. That they were those scratches?.
To the one who you/they belonged?.
Soon he/she knew that it was. And a terror lash shook all its body. A scream full with horror left its dry one garganta:-no God, please that not, I request it to you, rats not!!
