Funeral

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I had died. My mind was in a concussion. Those were the final words I wanted to hear. Because that is what he told me. "He passed away-y-y- last night-t-t" Those words, and the final day in the city. I was back home. In the same cemetery. Next to my mom, lay another piece of my heart. My dad. The rainy day washed away all the visitors who had come for the funeral. I was half stuck, half conscious, half not so and my mind in a sad despair state of mind. I saw Rayan shake hands with everyone, and tell them that he would be there for me, no matter what. He also held me close to his chest and cried with me. "It will be fine.." I couldn't cry. It was the exact same situation I had with my mom too. I couldn't break down while anybody sat next to me and told me everything is goin

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