1000 word Ghost story
He has been buried for some time, but now he wants to go home!
It’s dark in here. Too dark for me to see anything. I’m restricted in my movements, why can’t I sit up, move my arms about, lift my head ... and what is this strange silky stuff I am lying on? What is this hard pillow I am resting on... I don’t like this. Any of it. Not one single tiny minuscule scrap of it. Something is wrong and I want to know where and why and how and what and I want to know now. Not tomorrow, or next week, or next year, but NOW!