Empty

Empty

A Chapter by theladygraceling

The funeral feels endless.
It goes on
and on
and on
and on.

It's almost unbearable.

If Will wasn't here,
squeezing my hand,
telling me over and over again
"It's almost done.
It's almost done."
I might have given up
and just run away
in my uncomfortable black dress
and uncomfortable black shoes.

Instead I stay where I am,
and dig my nails into Will's hand
and shove the toe of my black flats into the dirt.

I try not to look around.
I stare at the ground so I can't see
the people around me.

I know they're all looking at me.
I can feel their eyes
on my back.
I know what they're thinking.
Look at her.
That's her best friend out there
and she won't
even
cry.

I know that because I was thinking it too.


© 2014 theladygraceling


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theladygraceling
theladygraceling

Hagerstown, MD



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I am seventeen years old. I have always loved reading and have recently started writing my own stories. I also enjoy drawing and sculpting, have taken piano and violin lessons for 10+ years, and have .. more..

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