Buried Alive
Posted by Macabre
Date Posted: 07/25/2006

I was coming home from camp riding on the high school bus. We started having bus trouble and we pulled over on the side of the road. We were a few miles outside of the nearest town. Somebody had to go to the nearest house and get help. So me, and two other guys, Shaun and Caleb volunteered to go. We got about a mile down the long straight road when it started to rain really hard. In the distance we could see an old house. We needed shelter, so we ran up to it and knocked on the door. The door slowly crept open, and behind it was a old man. We asked him if we could stay in his house for a short while until the rain stopped. In a old fragile voice he said “of course”, and invited us in. So the old guy told us to have a seat and asked us if we would like anything to drink. We said “yes”, and he ran into the kitchen, and came out with three glasses of water. Because we were on the road so long, we were really thirsty, and drank the water down very fast. All of a sudden, we all got very dizzy and passed out. I’m not sure how much time passed by, but I awoke to find myself completely incased in a box. I couldn’t see anything, just complete and total darkness. I panicked, and started beating on the top of the box. I heard a snap, and opened the lid of the box. I sat up and looked around. I was in the bed of a old, green, rusty pick-up truck, sitting in an old wooden box. The lock which kept me incased looked very old, and had snapped. I looked to my right and saw something that will be burned in my memory forever… off in the distance, about 100 yards away, was the old man with a shovel in his hand, and two other coffins at his feat. From the other coffins, I heard the screams and cries of my two friends Caleb and Shaun… Just then the old man started digging a hole. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I sat there frozen for what seemed like hours, just watching. The old man finished digging one of the holes, He then shoved one of the coffins in it…. And started to bury it. Once that happened, I just freaked out. I jumped off the bed of the truck, and ran for it. I ran without looking behind me, for about a mile, until I got back to our bus. I ran up to it, and pounded my fists hysterically on the doors. They let me in, and I collapsed on the floor screaming and crying. They asked me what happened to Shaun and Caleb, and I tried to tell them what happened, but I could hardly talk, and passed out again. I woke up to the vibration of the bus tires driving down the road. I got up and walked to the front of the bus to ask the driver how we got the bus started. I had just got to the front of the bus to ask the driver when I noticed, straight ahead, coming down the opposite side of the road, was an old, rusty green truck. And as it got closer, I could see the person sitting in the driver sear, was the same old man in it that tried to burry me… alive.

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