I never noticed how alone I was. Of course, I have friends, but I've never had a person I could look up to. I stare at my snap while crying, trying to find someone to help me. It clicked that I have so many people, but no one is really there for me that way. I put my phone down and walked out the door in my slippers and pajamas. I walked down the street in the middle of winter to the forest. I always enjoyed walks, but I had never gone into this forest; it always creeped me out. Since I just moved here, I didn't want to get lost.

As I walked through the forest, I smelled something awful; it was so disgusting I almost puked. I kept walking and realized I had entered a cemetery, but not an ordinary cemetery. The people were still alive, crying, as this strange dark figure started burying them alive. I frantically screamed and tried to run, but they noticed too fast and threw me to the ground, never to be seen again