yes! another fishing trip!" i exitedly exclaimed to myself "And the best part... DIGGING FOR WORMS!" i walked a little furhter to my favorite digging spot. Then, i lifted my shovel, and it plunged into the soft earth. as i lifted the dirt in my shovel and looked, i saw about three worms. "wow, lucky scoop." i said, and put them in the bucket. i lifted my shovel again, and forced down. CLUNCK! i heard a muffled wood-hitting sound.also i felt my shovel jerk and stop. "mmmmhhhhhhmmmm. i knew there was a coffin here." well no i didn't but, well, you know. " i bet i can dig it up!" i lifted the dirt and forgot about checking for worms. again and again i plunged mt shovel into the soil and came out with a clomp of dirt until i saw a wooden box in the small hole i had dug. i gently knelt down, lowerd my hands, and picked the box up. it was pale, and moldy, like it had been in the ground for thousands of years.(which it was) i ran twards the house leaving my shovel and worms behind. as i raeched the grass of our green and healthy lawn, i bolted for the garage , and saw my dad's toolbox. i opened it up and scaned the tools looking for the one i needed. screwdriver,plyers,nails," AHA! !" i said as i lifted out a hammer. i took it to the pale wooden box and gently lifted one of the nails with the oppisite end of the hammer. i repeated this with all the other 5 nails, and the lid popped off. i was expecting to see gold or dimonds, but what i got was an old, cheap locket. i was dissapointed, but also interested. i decided to keep my discovery a secret and headed through the garage door,up the stairs and into my room leaving, the box, hammer, and nails behind. i decide that i woulg go and get my shovel tommarow since it was thursday, and we were going fishing saturday. as i walked in to my room i saw a note laying on my neatly, well-made bed. it said-


Cedi-
i ran a couple of errends and i need you to do you chores-
-take garbage out
-cleen room
-vacume house
thank you sweetheart <3 Mom

i sighed and got the vacume out of the closet and put my locket on my nightstand.then after what seemed like hours,i finished all my chores and was fealing worn out, so i decided to go upstairs and read since it was already 7:30 and i had already eaten dinner. i dragged myself up the stairs and through my bed room door. i read for about and hour, and when i heard mom get home i decided to go downstairs and watch tv with her. i turned and but my book on my nightstand after scavaging for space. i move a couple of things and then, my locket fell to the floor. i had forgotten all about it until now. i reached down , grabbed the gold chain in my hand, and gently placed the locket ovr my head. suddenly, i felt a terrible pain in my neck like a thousand knives shanking into my throat. i tried to speak, but all that came ou was, "he... i'm ... cho... plea..." as i tried to shout but i was choking. i felt lightheaded and dropped to the floor. i was dead. i remembered seeing my still carcass laying sprawled out, ont the carpeded floor. legs strait out, and hands around my neck. i didn't understand why i could see my body, ikf i was dead. unless... no i couldn't be... a...ghost?!?! I ran downstairs and saw my mom in the kitchen. " Mom! You wont belive what happend!" i shouted but she didn't look up. oh, oh no. " MOM CAN'T YOU SEE ME?!?! I'M RIGHT HERE!!! please!!!" i shouted "please."
a tear ran down my cheak and i started crying and yelling. " MOm!!!!!! please mom!!!!!!!" but my cries faded in to the air like smoke and i ran back upstairs into my room seeing my dead body on the floor. I reached down and grabbed the locket. It was the only thing i could pick up.wait....I reached down and ripped the locket off of my neck then everything want black for about 3 seconds and i opend my eyes relived.alive. i'm alive...