till this august i had never been to a funeral. its not like there were never any deaths in the family, but i never had been to one. i didnt know how it was like. i didnt know how to meet the people who were always smiling joking around, to find them in agony. i just wasnt sure, with that i entered the house where death had visited a couple of hours ago.
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Figment of imagination.
Non-Fictionimpulsive. no punctuations. full of errors. complete waste of time
