Funeral

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Everyone was dressed in black as should be. We had chosen to get the funeral done in an open place, filled with trees and grasses. I watched the casket dressed in flowers. It had to be the most priceless one man had laid their eyes on. I could not control the tears as they washed down my face. I had been drying them with the back of my hand every minute I got the chance to but at the point I was, I was willing to let them come down on their own accord. "I know this is hard for you." Sebastian placed his hands on my shoulder from behind. "But people have to leave eventually." I drew myself into his embrace and cried some more onto his chest. "But, she did not deserve to die yet. I still had so much to do for her. I had to thank her for bringing me up to the point I attained today. Everyt

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