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The Funeral

Tired, she's been walking around the forest without a clear sight in her mind. Her vision getting more blurred from her injuries as the wounds sustained from her attack begins to let the blood be free from its body. The wounds aren't big but the lack of treatment she's giving them is giving her blood time to come out, and to let anything go inside her body through the wounds.

She hasn't even given them the care needed, she only cared about her goal but the way she's going doesn't seem to be the way forward.

She's lost, tired, weak, hungry and thirsty. Thinking she could continue handling the walk but her body couldn't take anymore of what she wants to do anymore.

Her vision getting incredibly worse and her mind, feeling broken and lost. It can't hold itself any longer, until it becomes broken into bits of pieces.

Tripping on the ground covered in mud. Touching it, feeling it around parts of her body that have landed on the substance, she doesn't mind but still finds it disgusting. Taking her a lot longer to raise herself up, doing everything she can to try regain her composure but the struggle starts to turn real for her. Causing her to wake up but yet her vision still blurred.

Now awakened but not for long, she uses the last of her strength to raise herself up before moving her legs forward, walking straight ahead. Not turning right or left. Just keeping her sights straight forward. That's all where she needs to go.

The walk would continue for a couple of minutes but it doesn't even last half an hour. A river flowing across the stream. Seeing it right in front of her, making her push herself towards it. The thirst going through her body as she slams her face onto it. Opening her mouth wide as the water streams through her mouth, going through her throat. Swallowing the water, no matter how dirty it is.

Helping her thirst but yet still feeling weak from her wounds and the distance she has passed. With her thirst having been fulfilled, she decides to walk further.

But she couldn't walk anymore. The amount of walking she has done with her broken body doing all the heavy burden for her, it's too much.

Her mind too, starting to struggle in helping her with her walking, with a destination she doesn't have in her mind.

As the struggle, now too much for her physical and mental well-being, makes her lose it. Her vision, turning black as everything around her falls apart. One moment she was up, now she is down. Laying on the ground. With no one to watch her. Her blood dried but wounds and injuries infected. There's no one around the woods that could hopefully help Mary wake up or be there for her.

"Mary... Mary!!" Waking up from someone's voice. Someone calling her. This startles her for a minute as she looks who's next to her.

Joseph's mother. She's wearing a black, raven dress. Mary on the other hand, still wearing her short sleeve shirt and pj trousers. She's been staying at Joseph's place.

"You overslept." Grabbing the clock next to her, looking at the time. It's almost 10am.

"Oh crap." Joseph's mother stops her from rushing.

"No it's okay. I know we had a set time to... your parent's goodbye but Joseph and his father were able to convince everyone to give you more time. So that... you can properly get yourself ready and... say goodbye to your parents." Today is the day. One she wasn't looking forward too.

"Thank you." She smiles and leaves the room.

Joseph and his father are outside the house. Taking their time with Mary, waiting for her patiently. It's been really tough on Mary ever since her parents died from a house break in. Mary was just spending time with Joseph, John and other people she befriended during her first year and would continue on over the years.