The corpse stumbled into the room. It was painful to watch it trying to force its muscles to work as they did on Friday. I had to skip the funeral, I could not bear to see them put Grandma in the ground, knowing that she would claw her way out within a few days— four days exactly. Her glazed eyes stared at me without seeming to see me, but I knew they did. What was with my family? I put you in the ground for a reason— you’re dead. I don’t need you coming back to stink up the place.
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