***FUNERAL***

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Previously
The next day Cloe had awaken from her sleep to have found her mothers cold, lifeless body next to her own.
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Slowly waking up from a good night sleep Cloe had seen her mother next to her , lying on her side. "Mother..." Cloe had said but she had not replied to Cloe's voice. "Mom... Are you awake?" She said more worriedly. When she turned her mother around she found out her mother has passed.

That moment she was so confused, why is everything being taken away from her ? She's on her own now..... No one left to comfort her anymore. No one left for her to care for .

" I can do this." She said to herself in the mirror while the word failure stood bold in her head. She can't go on amy longer. She was hurting so much, yet she fought through it with the little strength she had left within her.

 She was hurting so much, yet she fought through it with the little strength she had left within her

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A week later they had a small funeral for her mother.

As she watched her mother being burried she rember something her mother had told her when she was younger :

"When somebody dies , their body turns into asses, their spirit wil be set free if they have found peace within their haert."

" What does that mean mommy?" She had remembered herself ask.

"You shall understand one day my love" Her mother said and tucked her into bed.

Has her mother found peace, or could she still be reached ?

With that thought she walked home in an icy wind wich brought rain later on that day.

The weather described her mood, how she had felt within her haert. Grey. Grey clouds covering all the joyfull memories wich leads to sorrows. Icy winds blowing thru the dead winter leaves, they are the faded memories wich doesn't seem real anymore. Softly a drop of rain landed on the tip of her cold nose. The rain washed away the dreams she had ever dreamt, thunder turned them into nightmares she would wake screaming from.

Her life was dark, miserable. She felt hallow inside. That night she dreamed of her mother.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

HAYY guys !
You must be sooooo angry with me! Sorry i havent updated in ages!
Hope you guys enjoy the story so far, there is yet more to come, let's hope the next updates go a bit faster...!!!

In the next chapter it will be the dream she had dreamed that night after the funeral.
Hooe you guys are as exited as me to finish this book!
Again sorry for not updating !

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