Night in the Cemetery

The darkness scares me, and there is no avenue for escape. I long to get back where I came from, but the exit doors are closed. I do not possess  physical strength to break them open.

It is my first night in the cemetery. My tombstone reads “RS- October,1974 to December, 2017”.

(52 words)

 

Writespiration #146

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