The Funeral

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Mabel put on a black dress and shoes. Nothing else. She hopped in the car and looked next to her hoping Dipper would be their, but no...no one was next to her. Just an empty seat. She looked out the window seeing the forest, thinking how her and Dipper carved their names into a tree. A tree she could remember by it's leaves. She thought of opening the door and falling out. "Mabel, time to go." her mother said softly. Mabel was just sitting their looking at the coffin, blocking out everything. "MABEL" yelled her mother. "Time to go." They walked inside the church. Mabel didn't eat, she didn't do anything. She got lost in her thoughts. She walked up to her mother and said she wanted to go home. They hopped in the car and drove home. Mabel had the same thoughts as driving to the funeral. When she got home she went to her room and slept in Dipper's bed.  "Goodnight Dipper." she said to an empty room.

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