"Have mercy!" Have mercy! Let me out of here! Let me out of here!" Leah shouted, banging with all her might on the coffin she was placed in.
"Have mercy! Have mercy!" She pleaded, knowing that someone could hear her voice outside the coffin.
It's dark, cramped inside the coffin, she is scared, scared that only she can hear her voice pleading, she sobs softly, because Leah is losing heart.
She felt the strong impact because her whole body moved, she was lying on her side, she didn't want to lie down.
Leah heard something falling on her coffin, she listened closely as her tears fell.
She hears laughter, but it's very far away. She smelled something.
Earth? Smells like dirt! Shouted in Leah's mind.
It was as if she was kneeling by the coffin back then. She is banging on it again.
"Don't do this to me, what have I done to you! Please, please. For heaven's sake! "Leah shouted at the top of her lungs. She was panting, and she's running out of breath.
I'm scared. I'm scared. She forced himself to breathe through his nose.
No, no. Leah scratched the coffin, even though her finger was already hurting, she knew it was bleeding.
But she still couldn't open it, ensuring she couldn't escape, ensuring she would be buried alive.
She is losing consciousness, she is losing breath, only the shedding of tears is her support, in everything she feels now.
Why? Why? Did they do this to me? I became a good person. I became a good wife; I became good to everyone! She is moved to tears by his thoughts.
Should I just accept that it became my death? Where did I go wrong? Asking herself back then.
The surroundings grew even quieter. She was slowly losing air in her lungs, she could no longer feel her body, and her eyelids were becoming heavier.
Tears flowed from her eyes.
Sharlene gasped and sat up from her bed, she needs to catch her breathe.
She swallowed her saliva, felt her body, and gently pinched her cheek to feel that she was still alive.
She tightly closed her eyes, rubbed her temples because they suddenly hurt. She turned to her side and saw the time.
It's almost four o'clock in the morning. Sharlene sighed, got up to prepare something for her and her daughter to eat, as her husband was not home now because he was busy with work at the company. She went to the bathroom first; they had a wall mirror inside, and she washed her face.
The woman she dreamed of crying still appears in her mind, her innocent face with tears flowing down her cheeks. She immediately shook her head to forget it.
For several days now, the dream has been recurring, and she can't figure out why it keeps appearing in her dreams. She's clueless, she doesn't know the woman, only the name she knows.
Leah. Mention in her mind. That is the only name that keeps repeating in her mind whenever she dreams of it.
Don't interfere anymore, Sharlene, mind your own business. She reminds of herself. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, then immediately went out to head straight to the kitchen and prepare breakfast for her child.
A simple life can describe her status in life; he teaches at a high school, specifically a Junior High School and Senior High School, at a private university.
She has a normal life, with a husband who rarely comes home, but she understands because it's for the future of their child. They can be considered to be eating three times a day and are also somewhat comfortable in buying their daily necessities.
She looked at the clock, it was almost five in the morning, he needed to wake up his little source of life, her daughter Ashley, five years of age, who was currently studying daycare at the university where she teaches.
"Ash, wake up now," she gently tapped her daughter.
"Mom, morning." this one immediately greeted.
"Good morning, wake up now, shall we take a shower? So, we can get to school early?" she asked her child.
Ashley nodded and immediately got up from her bed, quickly grabbed their towels so they could take a shower together, as mother and daughter.
That's just the repetitive cycle of their lives. After taking a shower, she immediately prepared the food they would eat and bring to school. They had breakfast together.
"Mom, when will Dad come home?" asked her child.
She just sighed, unable to answer the question, because, until now, her husband hasn't replied to texts or can't be contacted when she calls on the phone.
"I haven't talked to your dad yet, but let him come home when his work is done." She gently replied to her child.
Ashley just sighed, but she still smiled at her. She ate as well, grateful that she was given a patient child.
They immediately waited for a ride to her workplace and Ashley's school. He immediately hailed a jeep, which wasn't full yet, so he had the child sit beside her.
After a few minutes, she immediately spotted the school gate. Quite a few students are already entering this early.
She will drop off his child at the classroom later, because classes start at eight in the morning.
She was in the faculty and placed his things there. While she was busy organizing her things, his phone suddenly rang, and he frowned.
She answered it immediately.
"Hello," he greeted on the other line.
"Grandma is dead." she immediately said to her.
Her eyebrows met at the news that had ruined her so early.
"We also don't know why grandma died." said on the other line.
She didn't respond anymore and just sat down on her chair.