I remember that I was meant to be in bed one night, and I went out into the lounge room, and my mum was watching a movie. I watched the movie for about a minute, but that minute was of a woman that had been put in a coffin and buried alive. Ever since then I've had a horrible fear of being buried alive. I have nightmares and such.
I'm also claustrophic since then, tight spaces make me think about being buried alive
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