[WARNING] This is my first "Creepypasta" made entirely by me. Do not copy it please. And if you choose to remix it. Please do credit me, and remember. THIS STORY CONTAINS GORY CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG CHILDREN. DO NOT BLAME ME IF YOU SH!^ YOUR UNDERWEAR. :3

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I was walking home from school. Another detention. It was December. 14th I think. I cannot recall. So I am walking home, and. I get a strong nervous feeling. The kind you get when you are compltely alone. But. It was more than that. I felt the urge to run. I picked up pace and eventually I started going faster, and faster, then I started running. Faster than I ever had in my life. While I was running I noticed a figure in the corner of my eye. I tripped. I fell. Everything went dizzy and, I woke up in a hospital. I saw two shadows tower over me.One that looked like a small, young girl. I blinked, and, only one shadow remained. It was of a nurse. She told me I had an "accident" and I severly injured my head. After she brought me some pain killers, I managed to fall asleep. But. While I was sleeping. I. I could see a girl. The one that I saw previously. I could see a clear image this time. Not a figure, not a shadow, but a girl. But worse, all the limbs in her body were twisted. She looked at me and said in a horrific whisper. " You have walked in the night, and as shadows fell over you, you chose to run. Wrong choice. Never run from the shadows. Never." Her neck twisted 360 degrees. I woke up. Trembling in so much fear my bed, or, what I thought was my bed was covered in sweat. After an hour or so of lying there. Still. I tried to get up. I tried. I lifted my head up, and hit it against what I thought was metal at first, but, I managed to identify it as wood. I looked around my and. I could only see wood. Well, excluding my pillow. Which was tattered and bloodstained. After a while I realised I was in a coffin. There was no other explanation. I couldn't breathe. I fainted. And I woke up, again. This time in a Hospital again. The nurse said that someone, or something that they cold not identify took me to a local cemetery. They managed to find my body following a trail of blood, well, that would be the inspectors to be exact. They found a coffin which was just lying there in the middle of the cemetary. She said that they saw the coffin shake violently. They managed to open it and... she stopped at that sentence. Her eyes looked full of fear. She trembled as she said how the coffin contained a body of a young girl, violently squeezed into the coffin with me. I was so schocked I just. Layed down and tried to get to rest trying to ignore everything that happened to me.

Life went on fine after that. But, there was one exception from "fine." Every night, I see a girl. A young girl with her limbs twisted. And her neck twisting. And every night. I wake up, with my bed covered in sweat, and blood.