This morning me and my mom had a breakdown. We went to my dad's funeral and we felt like we heard a voice like my dad's and we both heard it so we had a major breakdown. But then we notice that it was just my grandpa talking but we were still happy because it reminded us of my father. Few hours later we went home and we took the pictures out and we saw the pictures of my dad and me and my mom just keep on crying. We put them away so we won't be crying. So we could get over it we went to see a movie and after the movie we went to eat because we were starving. Then it got pretty late so we we went home and went to sleep.
