Once upon a time, when i was a boy, ilI was sent on an arrand, on my was back I saw people gatherered around a Church close to my area, on drawing near I discovered that they were moving round a coffin to see the corpses that was laid inside. As a boy who has never experienced this before, I saw it as an opportunity to see a Corpse in a coffin for the first time. I then joined the queue. After a short while it was my turn to take a look. I drew nearer and saw the corpse. It was really terrifying. I then ran home as fast as my short legs could carry me. On reaching home I was breathing heavily. My mom asked what was wrong but I said nothing.
That night when I went to bed to sleep, hmmm...guess what?...ghosts everywhere I couldn't sleep, I was still seeing the man in the coffin. It was indeed a long night for me, because I barely slept.
I promised myself not to ever look at a corpse lying in a coffin again .

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