chapter 3 : The Funeral

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That night I sat there with my three brothers trying to be the happy one so that they don't feel like how we all already do . I was talking to my little brothers trying to comfort them , saying " everything is going be ok , mom may not be Baer but you know were she also is in our heart's she will always be in our heart's she will for now on be there for every thing she has that kind of power know so don't worry , I'm pretty sure mom do sent want us crying for her she wants is to be happy "later that night I stayed up till five in the morning thinking that what happens really happens and that she's really really gone my only no the woman who have birth who created me is gone .I cried myself to sleep that night and couldnt stop untill my eyes got dry thenni would just in bed all day.Until the funeral day can i had to dress nice and seemy mom for the verry verry last time before she was creamated. That day I was nervous to see my mom? I don't know why I just didn't want to start crying all over again tho that week . Was slowly recovering . I sat in the very front row my two uncle's my aunt my Grandma , grandpa , great Grandma , great grandpa and a lot of other people too. Once everone left the room I just stood there and looked slowly as tears just ran down my eyes and I have her a kiss on the head. And siad good bye we will see each other again soon I know a will mom I just know it but it's gonna be awhile .as everyone left I couldn't move I just stood there staring and staring at her castkit just waiting for her to wake up eating for her to say something .My Grandma had to force me to leave the room Chase it was time to go . the way home I didn't talk move cry I was just whit I didn't look at anyone I was just quiet .People tried to talk to me I woulnt even look at them I would just look down they tried to buy me stuff to comfort me but still quiet .

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