The Girl They Buried Alive

an unwanted burden to my parents, Frank and Brenda, their every wo

ew gaming console was horrific: I was to travel hundreds of miles, locked

ning fingers as the air dwindled, until my desperate struggle bec

less, blue body, eliciting Frank's curse and Brenda's chilling remark about the "bad luck" I brought before they paid a local man, w

g death was nothing more than an inconvenience, solidify

my window, and realized I had been given an impossible second chance: it was the same fatefu