Vampire Diaries Fanfiction Project Echo Prolog: Coffin Bed
December, 18th, 1863 Dear Diary,
While reading beside the window this morning I noticed the town undertaker walking by. His stride was rather hurried and yet his head was bent to the ground with a
heavy set frown as if he was angered by something that he had no choice but to walk away from. I put my book down and stood to lean in the window to get a better
look. He was heading to the cemetery with his shoulders beginning to slump as if accepting defeat as he neared his destination. Later that night as I lay in bed a sudden
terror over took me. Remembering the Undertaker and his unpleasant appearance triggered the image of my bed becoming a coffin. My body became stiff and, my breath
sunk into shallowness. I had absolutely no idea how this silly imagination had consumed me so suddenly. Was the thought of death truly that terrifying to me? But then I
recalled all the times I have practically jumped into the embrace of death for whenever I saw fit for the circumstances. So in fact I was not afraid of death it's self but of
the lonely and confining fate it would place me in. It was only the thought of being left to rot in a coffin that struck my nerves a flame. At last my darling fiancé had entered
my room and seen my uncomfortable state. I was grateful of him shaking me out of my stopper. It reminded me of how silly I was being just by his being there. I was
about to be married, the last thing I should be worried about was the unpleasantness of a coffin.
Author's Note: Hey so I started this one for a really cool OC and plot that I think would be really cool so Rate&Review please!