The doctor had payed for a taxi to take me back home and to take me to the cementry, what a nice man.
I got Kaytie and I all dressed up.
I called the taxi's number to come pick us up.
While I was waiting for the taxi to come I went outside and looked into the garden for some of my mom's most favorite and beautiful flowers to take to her grave.
I picked out some flowers and roses and cut them.
I waited in the front with Kaytie until the taxi came for us.
About 7 minutes later the taxi arrived. Kaytie and I both got in and we were off.
When we got there the doctor was there and his wife, I guessed. The church father was there and nobody else. My mom was in her casket and some men were standing behind the casket.We sat down and were listening to the father's speech and prayers he was saying. I looked at my mom's face because the casket was still open. I turned around at Kaytie and she was curiously staring all over the place.
I stood up and started to cry.
Suddenly, I heard something.
..........
"Where am I? Who am I?"
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