Zofia's pov.
. She's dead, this was all because of that stupid prank. My bestfriend is dead
Her funeral is tommorow, I don't want to go but I need to. It's hard losing my best friend. I don't even know how we got out of that school. All I saw was what I thought was Lauren in a body bag, being carried away on a Gurney. The doctors say she died almost instantly. I wish it was me who died and not Lauren.
** The next day***
The funeral is today. I don't want to go. But I have to do this. life will never be the same.
I wore a blue dress and white shoes to the funeral. I know traditionally you wear black to a funeral, but Laurens not most people. I shouldn't wear a sad colour just because someone died. Lauren was never sad.
I met brooke at the taxi she had black on. And a blue bag, obviously she would wear black thats all she does I'm surprised no one has called her a goth yet.
" You ready Zofia." Brooke said without looking up.
" As ready as I'll ever be to go to my friends funeral." She nodded her head in agreement .
No one deserves to die. No one wants to die. But one day we all do
