You want to kill yourself?

After a week.

A week has gone, buy and it is time for your funeral. Nobody has ever seen one this large. Almost every kid in your school and their families are there. Actually, almost anyone you have come into contact with has come. It is like a pool of black as one looks over the people sitting in the chairs as your dead corpose lies in the casket. Everyone goes up to speak. And, after every speech, everyone begins to cry even harder. Even the emotionless jock is in hysterics. The funeral lasts many hours; nobody wants to get up, to move on, to accept what has happened is real life. All of them are just too lazy to get up, because they obviously do not actually care, right?