Opposites attract.

Funny when you're broken, people start to listen.

March 10, 2013.

Tears. Remorse. Grief.

Today was a day that i'd dress in black, and my best pearls. For today was the day of my fathers funeral.

Oh, how i missed the twinkle in his eyes. How when he smiled his dimples would show. How his eyes, were bluer than the pacific ocean.

....

I sat infront and stared at my fathers casket. It was Brown and spit shined to perfection. I didn't bother going to look up at him because that'd only bring more tears.

I had to stay strong for him. Like he had told me to,

"Geni, don't cry for me, Papa needs you to stay strong for me, alright?"

I had nodded in response as my insides slowly cried. "Alright papa.." I choked, i then listened as his heart monitor gave up... i broke down.

~2 hours ~

"Any last words?" The priest said. I got up and stood up in front.

All eyes now directed towards me.

"I was born into a loving family, but more importantly, the protection of my fathers arms, and heart. He always...seemed to make my heart higher when it sunk. He'd always used to.. Make these PB&J sandwiches.. Except with chocolate. Mother always fussed" i let out a small chuckle as a tear fell. "I remember.. How him and i took a trip to the beach and took seashells" i gripped my small seashell necklace he had made me

"And we made them into such memorable things, i can remember going to the beach like it was yesterday"

I lowered my gaze to the ground shutting my eyes tight "being the daughter of this man, Lorence dakota Sleeter has been amazing. Yet, he will always remain my father." I turned to my fathers casket and chewed on my bottom lip "I love you daddy" i cried and slowly made my way back to the seats, receiving hugs and sad smiles.

I caught a glimpse of something, someone, dressed in black, it's skin  pale as the clouds in the sky. Hair as black as night..

Who was that?

And what made it think that it was okay to watch funerals?.