(How does it feel like to be swallowed up by despair?)
"No , this is not true"
(When the only hope slips through the hands with each passing seconds)
"No, huh, huh" extremely heavy exhaling.
(What can a person do in that moment of grief?)
"This can't be happening," the digging sound increased with each inhalation.
(Don't you sometimes feel as if the world around you is unfair?)
"No!" exclaimed the person. Their gloomy expression and demeaning yell beg for a miracle.
(A miracle you asked, that's very presumptuous of you.)
"No," each digging step producing a traumatic effect.
Finally a huge clank echoed, resonating through the air. It announced the end. Underneath the final debris laid a nightmare. A coffin
(In the end, there is nothing you can do.)
"How can it be true?"The long, thin, diamond-shaped coffin made its appearance coated in leftover debris causing his limbs to become numb.
