Chapter 3: Funeral

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After the silent drive to Hannah's funeral we finally arrived to the graveyard to find at least forty people gathered around a grave. I found it hard to take it in and I didn't want to leave the car. I seen  Josh and Randy in tears in front of the crowd standing along side Hannah's mom and dad. The mom and dad's of the girls names I didn't know were also all together. All were crying. Then at the very back of the crowd I seen Sarah, alone. She was wearing her dark scruffy clothes, a long black coat, black boots and dark pants completed with a small shirt. I also noticed her small golden necklace around her neck I had bought from France for her. I opened the car as quietly as I could as the service had already began. I walked slowly holding my mom's hand. Everybody stopped and turned around to look, my face turned red and I looked to the ground. But then I looked up to Sarah's face, her perfect face. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and was a lighter shade of brown I had ever seen it. She then turned to me but I looked down to the ground too quick to see her facial  expression. But I knew she would not be exactly smiling at me. I stopped thinking and looking at Sarah and listened to the priest. After a long afternoon at the graveyard we all finally made our way home except from the ones going back to Hannah's mom's house. I didn't want to go as I knew people would ask me questions about the murders...I didn't want the hassle. Before getting into the car Sarah apeared behind me.

"Hey..." she spoke quitely

"Hi" 

"Can I-..I see you tonight?"

"Sure! What time?"

"Just leave the window open. Okay?" 

"Okay.."

I then got into my car and by the time I was ready to start the engines Sarah was out of sight. My mom turned to.

"How is she?"

"I think she is okay"

I started the engines and drove out the graveyard, I looking forward to see Sarah later that night.

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