[Dashama]

A pretty woman was serving a life sentence in prison.
Angry and resentful about her situation, she had decided
that she would rather die than to live another year in prison.

Over the years she had become good friends with one of
the prison caretakers. His job, among others, was to bury
those prisoners who died in a graveyard just outside the
prison walls. When a prisoner died, the caretaker rang a
bell, which was heard by everyone. The caretaker then got
the body and put it in a casket. Next, he entered his office to
fill out the death certificate before returning to the casket to
nail the lid shut. Finally, he put the casket on a wagon to take
it to the graveyard and bury it.

Knowing this routine, the woman devised an escape plan
and shared it with the caretaker. The next time the bell
rang, the woman would leave her cell and sneak into the dark
room where the coffins were kept. She would slip into the
coffin with the dead body while the caretaker was filling out the
death certificate. When the care-taker returned, he would
nail the lid shut and take the coffin outside the prison
with the woman in the coffin along with the dead body.
He would then bury the coffin. The woman knew there would
be enough air for her to breathe until later in the evening
when the aretaker would return to the graveyard under
the cover of darkness, dig up the coffin, open it, and set
her free.

The caretaker was reluctant to go along with this
plan, but since he and the woman had become good friends over
the years, he agreed to do it.

The woman waited several weeks before someone in the
prison died. She was asleep in her cell when she heard the
death bell ring. She got up and slowly walked down the
hallway.
She was nearly caught a couple of times. Her heart was
beating fast. She opened the door to the darkened room
where the coffins were kept. Quietly in the dark, she
found the coffin that contained the dead body, carefully
climbed into the coffin and pulled the lid shut to wait for
the caretaker to come and nail the lid shut.

Soon she heard footsteps and the pounding of the
hammer and nails. Even though she was very uncomfortable in the
coffin with the dead body, she knew that with each nail she
was one step closer to freedom. The coffin was lifted onto
the wagon and taken outside to the graveyard. She could feel
the coffin being lowered into the ground. She didn't
make a sound as the coffin hit the bottom of the grave
with a thud. Finally she heard the dirt dropping onto the
top of the wooden coffin, and she knew that it was only a
matter of time until she would be free at last. After several
minutes of absolute silence, she began to laugh. She was
free! She was free! Feeling curious, she decided to
light a match to find out the identity of the dead prisoner
beside her.

To her horror, she discovered that she was lying next to
the dead caretaker!!

[crystal meth]

some deep shyt she found herself in, good story!
Hope its not a true story though