Nancy asks…what do you think of this short story?i wrote it a long time ago and just found it... what do you think... honestly?
I’ve never been to a funeral before but today (July 30th) I happen to be dressed in black from head to toe standing in the mud, which my black high heels are stuck in, in front of a brown coffin containing the body of my 18-year-old sister, Juliana. You see my sister killed herself in a changing room in the mall.
“We all loved Juliana. She was a wonderful, beautiful young lady.” The priest began. But I drown him out. I can’t stand to hear his raspy voice
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