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Sleeping On The Floor

Young, Ophelia's POV:

After a few months I found out that my father died. It was a really bad memory for me. I will never forget the look on my mother's face, my sister and my brother. My brother was in shock, he didn't say or do anything, he just looked at the ground at his room, his eyes were fixed on there. It broke my heart. On the other side my sister was running at home, yelling and screaming and crying. I just stood an watched, crying and crying and crying, I was really tired, mentally and physically that I couldn't even speak or move.

At my father funeral I wore a black dress, it has sleeves that were lace black and it was on my knees. I sat there and heard the kind words the people said about them. My sister couldn't complete her words because she fainted in the middle of her words, my brother was barely talking, his words were short, and that's when everyone knew how much broke he was, because he was a very talkative person, not the type who is quiet. He was talking and his voice cracked a lot , meaning that he is going to cry and that's when he finished his words fast and ran out. I was about to follow him but it was my turn to say the words.

I walked slowly to the wooded floor small piece , feeling it's sounds because of my heals i took a deep breathe and started talking. "I, my father is such a very beautiful man. He, was kind and sweet and caring, he never harmed us in a way in could ruin any of us." I paused, feeling the tears and wiped it away to complete. "Even when.. he shouted at any of us it's because he always wanted the best for us no matter what without anything in return, so." .. " Thank you, father. For everything, for your love to us, your kindness , your care , everything. You are perfect. I hope you are in a better place now." I left the place crying.

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"I'm sorry for your loss." The girl said. "You can stop if you want." I smiled at her and wiped my tears away. "It's no problem dear, I will complete."