Six Feet Under

They've trapped me in this box and buried me deep into this hole. please, help. i'm scared. i don't want to die here. my mum, my dad, they're gonna be worried. they're gonna be looking for me. please! help! okay. i...i need to calm down.

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Buried: Prologue

Heres a little sneak peak of my new series i hope to be working on called "buried" usually i tend to write one shots but i wanted to take a stab at this.

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Day 19 Sticky _ Sand

Half sucked into living quicksand, then buried alive the rest of the way.

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Buried

At those words, fluttershy buried her face in her arms. muffled whimpers and sobs could be heard.

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Doodle Story: Abra Scat-tastrophe

Volsar wakes up one morning with a splitting headache only to find out that he's shrunken overnight, so he tries to seek help from Lucario in an attempt to grow back to his original size. ...It doesn't work out the way he hoped it would. Also, scat...

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Buried Treasures

It was a breakthrough discovery none of them had imagined they'd achieve in their lives. "What is it?" Mark, a large, black draft horse asked, removing his fedora and wiping the sweat from his face. The small group of four stepped...

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Burying the Bone

"What about this planet?" his mate asked, stepping off of their small ship as they looked around the quiet earth neighborhood. The alien looked around, taking a few whiffs of the earthen air. It was cloyed with fossil fuels and the smell of excrement...

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Buried: Act Two

We have a saying down here: those buried in the underground, forever in the underground. but you, you just want out. to leave my utopia and never look back. why can't you be like stephen? he's such a good boy, so loyal to what he loves...""

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Buried: Act One

After days of painstakingly staring at a computer screen and typing for hours (mostly procrastinating) the first part of buried is here! rated adult for some hints of foul language and mild gore bits and stuff. i will post part two at a later date.

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That Boy's Buried Principle

Bodily freedom is a hard thing to come by But I won't stop! To feel the rush of the wind in my hair--no pain, no itching, no misery One sleek animal promises to me, I can run, swift and be free--no, be me! No more lament, just moving forward on all...

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