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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Something was so terribly wrong, the room seemed upside down, the furniture was out of place, the scent of flowers all around. She wandered from the corridor, into the main living room, so many people gathered here, a black atmosphere seemed to loom. Her mother sat upon the chair, crying in her tea, "whatever's wrong"? she asked her mom, "please won't you confide in me?" Her Mother gave no answer, as she sat and looked so sad, "maybe I will get answer if I go and speak to dad" Her father had a solemn look, his face was tired and drawn, he almost gave the impression that his heart in two was torn. "Father tell me what is wrong, why are these people here, you're really filling me dread, an awfully frightening fear" Once more she had no answers, her father never spoke, the torment was too painful, her father's heart was broke. A knock came upon the door, and everyone then froze, and from the chair where her mother sat, to her feet she rose. "Let me do this" her Father said, "please everyone just wait, there bringing home my daughter, in a coffin through our gate" Bewildered and confused the girl went to the door, there she saw a funeral hearse, with wreaths upon the floor, "Ok I must be dreaming, cause there is no way that I am dead, maybe It's concussion, No wait, when did I bang my head?" The Undertakers slowley walked, with the Coffin held on their shoulders, the Chief mourner entered in the house, with funeral rites in folders. "I am very sorry for your loss, we took good care with her, would you like the casket opened up? we could do that for you Sir" Her father nodded in response, he had to see her face, one last time before she leaves, to her final resting place. The Family began to gather, to give their last respects, one by one they passed by, followed by their guests. Who is in that coffin? she had no idea what to expect, but she would soon discover, it was her turn in line next. Nervously she stepped forward, as she bowed her head to see, "My God this can't be happening, there's no way that corpse is me" To be continued.... see part 2
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