With love, Amelia

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(Not a Flashback)

Dad's Funeral

As I wake up, I immediately wanted to regret that God gave me another life. I gave out a big sigh, made my bed, and stomped to my bathroom. I opened the faucet and brushed my teeth. I then got the black dress that my mom bought me to wear to the funeral. I placed the dress neatly on top of my bed and took a shower. As I feel the hot water touch my skin, my stiffened muscles relaxed. I never felt like that since that day. I wash my brown hair with my vanilla-scented shampoo and rinse my body with the matching body wash of it. Once I was finished, I decided to stay under the shower for about two minutes. It was so rejuvenating. After debating to stay in the shower or not, I got out and wrapped my bare body with my towel.

I changed into the black dress and worked on my hair. I decided to give it a curl. As I was curling the last chunk of my hair, the curling wand slipped from my hand and burned my wrist. It makes a mark on the skin of my wrist. It hurts like hell. I went in my bathroom and quickly looked for the anti-inflammatory ointment. I got a q-tip and spread the ointment on the burned area.

After that heck of event, I sat down on my makeup dresser and applied a dark shade of eye shadow for a smoky look. I then slowly lined my eyes with black eyeliner giving it a winged effect. I've been crying since last week. My eyes were so puffy so they really need some eyeliner on them. I then curled my lashes and applied tons of mascara. I puffed on some bronzer to make my cheeks look better. And for finishing touches, I apply a nude lipstick - MAC Velvet Teddy, and top it off with a matching nude lip gloss. I looked at myself at the mirror. I don't recognize the person I see. I have to say, for a funeral, I made myself looked more presentable. I heard a knock on my door, dismissing my thoughts.

"Mia, get up ... it's time for breakfast" my brother, Conrad, said.

I opened the door and saw a gasp from his face.

"Wow, you don't look like my sister." My brother teases.

"Hello to you too, Con" I said in a monotone voice.

My brother then hugs me and I gladly hugged him back. I imagine my dad giving me a hug every day when I wake up and every night before I sleep. I imagine my dad playing card games with me and watching movies with me. We would sneak out and watch the last full show of a certain movie and drop by Ben and Jerry's to get my ultimate favorite Cherry Garcia.

"Mia, did you hear me?" Con said, breaking my thoughts.

"Sorry ... I was thinking of dad"

"Mia, I know that it has been hell for you since last week ... I'm here for you and so is mom, please don't push us away." Con pleaded.

"I won't. It's just, it's been hard for me since I was there during da-"

"I know. I know." Con says, cutting me.

Conrad hugs me again and we went down to grab something to eat. As we reach the kitchen, mom hugs me and tells me and Con that she made French toast for breakfast. Con and I quickly shoved in the toast, stuffing our mouths. I went up to my bathroom to brush my teeth. As I finish, I went up to my full-length mirror to glance at myself. My eyes immediately went to my neck. Something was missing. I quickly grabbed the necklace that dad gave me before he died. I put it on and it made me look complete. I grabbed my purse and phone as I headed downstairs to put on my shoes - black closed pumps. My brother would be driving and me and my mom would stay at the back. Before I slide in, my mom glanced at dad's necklace. She gave me a weak smile - knowing what her stage right now is, and I gave her one back.