Hi , my name is Taylor and I'm 12 years old . I'm at my mom's funeral.She died of lung cancer. My dad just walked in the door and went up to see her. My family is really going through a lot and I don't where I'm going because my parents are separated and divorced. My dad has another wife and I don't want to be with my father right now. ''
Taylor , do want to sleepover ?''
''Yes , I said .''
Then the funeral was over. So now we're on the way to berry my mother. I wish she had never died