Chapter Eleven

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The funeral was horrible: everyone was wearing black, not a single bright colour in sight. The sky was grey, raining. Noah squeezed my hand. His hand was wet from his tears. Bella cried non-stop.
I mustn't cry, I mustn't cry....

God. I'm crying.

At the end, everyone goes to the grave, dropping flowers. Me, Noah and Bella know better. Each of us put one of Sadie Lee's fairy cakes. It might be soggy later, but it will be a reminder: a reminder of how I helped her cook, how she was all cheery, happy, full of life...
We will all miss you...

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