The covers are always a safe place in my bed. Everyone's out so I am home alone, I slip into my covers trying not to think bad thoughts. In complete darkness I whisper to myself "Is it stupid that I'm afraid?", "Don't worry friend, they can't get us in here", it whispers.

As the first shovelful of dirt landed on me, I managed to say "I'm not dead!" At first I thought they didn"t hear me but on of them smiled at me and said "We know."

You get home tired from work  and ready for relaxing alone when you reach for the light switch when you realize a hand is already there.