Lazarus

I wanted to make a name for myself, I wanted to be someone but I made a mistake. I thought I was unlucky but I was far from that my soul was cursed. My name is Lazarus Harris Smith I had a dream when I was just a young boy, I wanted become a famous archeologist but my parents thought otherwise. In order to prove them wrong I went on am impossible journey, in search of The Tomb of Cecilia, a witch in the old days who was buried alive but her body remained the same. I didn't know that not all mysteries where meant to be uncovered. If I had known I would have forsaken my dreams. Death is a better punishment than this, I prayed for death but she thought otherwise I was cursed for eternity