I woke up in a wooden coffin, buried in the ground.
"Oh my god, what am I doing in a wooden coffin?" I think to myself.
I look to see if theres anything that I can use to either escape or look at my enviroment better.
I find a lighter and cell phone,
I try calling for help.
All I get are authorities, who think I'm joking. I explain I'm in the state they are in, buried alive.
I'm so afraid I call my friends, and family thinking this is the last time I'm going to be able to talk to them.
My kidnappers call me; threatening me,
I refuse their offer, they hunted down and shot my friend in cold blood.
Now the top of the coffin breaks, I panic thinking "I'm going to die without seeing the one I love ever again."
I hear the cell phone ring, its an officer assuring me they are near where I am buried, but will they get there in time?
"I will call you right back" I tell the officer
I hang up the phone hearing it ring, its my girlfriend,
"Oh my god I thought I was going to lose you, what are they doing to you?" the girls voice says
"They are close in finding me I have to go, I love you so much" I said
"Okay, but please call me when you are out safe" she said
"I will I promise"
I hang up the phone, recalling the officer as the dirt rises more in the coffin almost covering all of my face.
"Were two seconds away from rescuing you" the officer said
"How come I dont hear you guys?" I asked
I hear them opening a coffin, but its not mine;
"Oh my god, Oh my god, I'm so sorry" the officer said,
"what is it?" I asked
All I heard as the dirt covered my face, the name of a child that disappeared years ago.
As my heart gave out, all I heard the officer say to me,
"I'm so sorry"