July 20: The Funeral
When I woke up I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn't want to go to the funeral at all. I didn't want to see anyone in tears. I can't stand to think about my uncle and my aunt. It must be so damn hard for them. I went I to the kitchen for some breakfast.
"Ron honey, can you help with the dishes before we leave?" asked mom.70156578
"Sure" I sighed. When I scrubbed the dishes I just looked out the window and just thought about life.
We got into the car, and we arrived at the funeral a half hour later.
When I walked into the house, it was oddly chilly. You'd expect them to make a funeral home warm and comfortable, but this one felt like a cave. I didn't see the guy from the hospital there, which was weird. This place had already given me bad vibes, and I've only been here for a minute or two.
We signed in to the desk, and went into our room. Mom had requested an open casket, so we could see dad. I didn't feel like looking at him, so I just walked around the room. No one else was here, so us three just talked for a bit.
About 30 minutes later everyone else arrived. Grandma Sue saw me and waddled over to me.
"Ron! Your getting so big honey!" she smiled.
I was trying to process why she was smiling, because we were at a funeral, and nothing about that is worth smiling. When every one had been seated, the service began.
Tune in tomorrow for Part 2!!!!
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