Chapter 2 The Funeral

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It was Friday afternoon I was getting ready for the funeral I was wearing a black dress, black ribbon, black high heels, and my mom's bracelet .
I can't believe there gone I sat on my bed and a tear ran down my face then "Nock nock" it was Jack
"Can I come..." he stopped in the middle of his sentence he rushed by my side
"Nicole...please do not cry" he hate it when I cry
"Sorry I just miss them so much" "It is okay, you do not need to be sorry. I am so sorry Nicole"
I looked at him he is so sad.
"Jack thank you for everything" "You do not need to thank me" 
"Yes I do you have done so much for me and I owe you one" "Okay...we better get going now" "Okay".
We left the house and went to the funeral.

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