Dear Diary,
We all have finished packing our things for the funeral. I bought a black shirt and some grey skinny jeans when we were looking for some decent clothes for a funeral. Honestly, I'm really scared to see her beautiful body and face being burried under the soil. I can't see it. Probabaly because I'll end up crying on my knees. I'm litterally nervous. It's like my heart is about to pop out of my chest. Ugh. I'm scared.
Love,
Ashton
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