The funeral
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Another boring day, another visit to my grandma's house I never saw her smiling or happy and she never called me honey ( I don't know why I am saying this, it's so stupid ). I still remember the day when she got a nervous breakdown because I tried to open the room in the garage . The room that no one has the right to open . It was a crazy day then, she reacted like the old man in the animation movie " MONSTER HOUSE": > afterward she started screaming and crying like a baby . I still can not believe that I am on my way to her funeral.
utterly we arrived to the funeral mom is crying and mourning her late mother's life while my dad is trying his best to calm her down. A tall man approached my father they are shaking hands and exchanging some words that I can not hear since I am standing near the window so far away from them but that man looks familiar he is so mascular even though he is old he has a light beard now I remember where I've seen him. He is in one of my mother's family portrait , this is uncle Adam for sure.
Now I can't believe my eyes is this really the famous music producer " Fred Hug" and his grandson Glad the uprising popstar , they really look like them or it is really them in flesh and bones I'm in a dream I need someone to wake me up because there is no way in heaven or hell that these two are actually here breathing the same air as I am .
the situation just got weirder Fred stopped talking with the man beside him and started gazing me as if he just saw a ghost his eyes widened and his jaw dropped his shaking hands draw the attention of my eyes suddenly I feel a hand touching my shoulder I turn to find the most unexpected person on earth Fred's grandson Glad , It all feels like a vivid dream .
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Glad's voice interrupts my rushing thoughts but one look at his face got me wasted in worlds I've never known existed , he's so angelically hot with shiny blue eyes like a clean morning sky and black hair like the darkness of the night his pale rose skin highlights his body and makes it shinier but the smile he keeps on his face is my death. I am left speechless by his divine beauty and once again my thoughts are interrupted by his soft voice :
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> I said fast like if I am in a rap competition
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> I said with curious eyes
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a great woman, I loved her so so much >>
I'm lying to make him feel sorry for me maybe he would give me a warm hug like in the movies.
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It worked, he's hugging me and now I'm in Glad hug's arms I need some paparazzi here. But what he's trying to do, stop moving, you think you can let me now, no, you're thinking wrong because I will never let you after that I've got you, and now stop moving.
> Glad says with an irritated voice
Carmen what are you doing, you look so stupid ( my brain pov ) . I finally let him go even though he felt like a very soft pillow .
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I need to say something out of the ordinary to keep Glad's company a little more longer. I think I just got an idea.
> I said with a shy voice I don't have the habit to make the first step but here I have an exceptional case so I got to do something .
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Why he said that and why he is showing me his white teeth ? It looks like he is flirting with me in a weird awkward way but it's okay it's Glad for god sake .
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We're walking side by side, it's like a dream . we stopped by the room's door :
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He held my hand and he's playing with my hair, what is that supposed to mean? For sure he's picking up with me, I've known that from the beginning.
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> I looked at him awkwardly cursing to myself because I was about to say the most stupid thing
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Why he looks at me like this, I feel ridiculous that was the only lie I could come up with right now .
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I can't stop thinking like a freak toward him.
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Seventies party dresses, pop star shoes, a lot of shiny jewels. what I'm seeing is so amazing .
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> I always come up with the most stupid ideas to clean my stupid mouth words .
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I can't wait to read it >>
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In addition you can not deny that you're curious to know what was written here!>>
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I can't wait to open this book and now go to hell crazy grandma. My hands are shaking ...²²
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