Bellia’s Point Of View
Weak rain, pure black can be seen everywhere, and the walking is slow. Every time I walked, someone was crying, while others covered their mouths with white handkerchiefs. I couldn’t help but cry, but in my stupidity, that was done; why did he end up like this. We were just quiet as we took shelter in a large white tent; many chairs were sheltered in it just like its color. At the front, there is a sandpit ready to be filled, while it has a barrier made of steel.
In a few moments, we were all erected when the black coffin was placed in the large hole, and there were designs of computers, keyboards, headphones, cellphones, mouse and wifi, and many others that she used.
The priest went to the center holding a small bible and said while sprinkling holy water on the c
