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My eyes had deep circles under them. Sleepless nights weren't anything new but they had increased ever since Abby's death. Even sleep medications were useless.
It felt kind of sickening that I only met Abby's brother after her death. For over 7 years I had known Abby and never once spoken to her brother. And any mention of his name disappeared from my memory.
I grabbed my homework and smashed it into my backpack. I barely made it out the door before wanting to collapse from exhaustion. At school, I was so tired, I didn't even pay attention to the name of Abby's brother during the school assembly role call.
Words kept drowning in my ears, and by the time I finished school, I probably had gone deaf from the constant drone.
My mind had pretty much died by the time I got home. As I opened our mailbox to bring in the mail, a small piece of card-stock fell out with a picture of Abby. The note scraped my hand as I picked it up.
Abigail Jane Evans
Under it was Abby's birth date and the day she died.
Join us for the remembrance of Abigail at 1 P.M. at the Lin Memorial (1890 Blandi Way) this November 30th. ~Jane Evans
I walked into my house and crashed onto my bed. I lay on top of the covers for about half an hour, unable to truly sleep. The funeral had been planned. Wasn't it official Abby was dead?
I knew it was but I didn't feel any emotion to confirm it. I hadn't cried or felt sad. I didn't even feel angry at Abby's mom.
I just felt numb. Numb and raw, like every emotion had been taken from my conscience.
Except guilt- the only emotion strong enough to have a foothold under the numbness. Slowly degrading and numbing every other emotion until there was only the pain of knowing I could have saved Abby.
After waking up from my thoughts, I got up and decided I should email Alven about Abby's funeral. I was still curious why he wanted to know about Abby's funeral. Then it hit me, Abby had mentioned that Alven and her brother hung out together a lot.
I quickly found his email in another email my teacher sent to our class.
"Hey Alven. This is Lodi. Abby's funeral is at 1 P.M. November 30th. The address is 1890 Blandi Way."
I decided to ask one more question...
"Also... what's Abby's brother's name?"
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