My grandfather told me a story once, he was born in the late 1800's and when he was little his teacher died she had very beautiful very long very light blonde hair down to her feet. He said she also had the most beautiful very light bright blue eyes. He said she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and was a very nice sweet woman too. After burial someone heard screams coming from her grave they dug as fast as they could but when they opened the casket she had pulled all of her hair out and her fingers were bloodied where she had clawed at the wood trying to get out. She had either had a heart attack or ran out of oxygen,

So sad and heartbreaking such a beautiful and nice woman with such beautiful long blonde hair died such a horrible death.