In honor of the two feet of snow that buried my front lawn today, I give you guys this winter-themed story:


Being buried alive wasn’t as alarming as I expected it to be. There was just enough space for me to move my head. I determined by the amount of light I could still see that I wasn’t too far from the surface.

Snow was much better than dirt. Dirt, I’d assume, would fill in all the space I had instantly. I pictured the dirt going into my mouth with each breath, and the taste for no more than a second and dry heaved. After a couple deep breaths, I regained my composure.

The snow melted around my mouth with each breath. I kept breathing and breathing until there was enough space to move my head. I moved my head back and forth, which freed my shoulders, and then my arms. I tried breaking through the surface, but there was just enough snow on top to make it impossible. It started getting harder to breathe. I couldn’t tell if it was from hyperventilating myself or from the lack of oxygen in this enclosed space.

I tried wiggling my legs in hopes of using them to push myself through the surface, but they wouldn’t budge. The panic came back with a vengeance. I froze while I was freezing.

The only thing left to do was scream. I couldn’t control my self; it was primordial. Buried alive was no joke — dirt or snow. You think you’re safe at first, the earth wrapping you in a protective blanket, and it feels like it will actually be okay, but you remember what it’s like when you’re laying in bed and you try to fall asleep under the covers, but it’s too hot and clammy, and you want to take the blanket off, but this blanket is too heavy, and the anxiety of not being able to move builds from within.

“Get me out! Dad! Dad! Dad!” Light suddenly pours in; my eyes had no time to adjust. The outline of my father’s body, and then his bright red jacket, emerge. His hand grabs my coat and pulls me up before I could hold onto his arm, my arms and legs dangle while my head falls backwards. “Relax, relax. It’s been no more than a couple minutes.”

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