Buried Soul

" i hear buzzing, of a bee? no a fly. where is it coming from? I open my eyes to darkness. where am I ? the buzzing gets louder and louder. the fly lands on my face, i go to slap it off my face. wait, i can't move. what's happening ? the only light i see is in a long rectangular shape, am in a box? was i abducted? suddenly, a burst of bright light strikes my vision like i am witnessing it for the first time. i see my mother and father looking down upon me with their eyes filled with tears. I want to tell them it's okay they would me but i can't speak, why can't i speak? i hear my father say, " what are we going to do ?" as he weeps to my mother. dad i'm right her. after they seat i see my siblings with the same reaction along with various other family members and my closest friends. the box closes, i don't know what's happening. soon i hear someone approach the box i am in. " she was a lovely person to all of us.." he goes on and i came to the horrible realization. i am in a coffin. i am at my funeral. i start to panic but my heart isn't beating faster, it's not beating at all. all I can do is hear and see the darkness before me. hours pass as i hear the broken hearts of my loved ones talk about my precious time i've spent with them. i wish i could cry, i wish i could feel that heart wrenching feeling of loss but i can't. my thoughts are shattered by the feeling of the box being lowered. no, no. i'm alive! i'm alive! don't please don't! don't leave me down here. " -k.d.