Run as fast as you can: A plot twist

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A month has passed by and now it's Ashley's funeral. I put on this fancy dress that mom bought me a few months ago while dad and Michael wore black suits. We get in the car and drive to the cemetery Ashley's funeral is being held at. It was pouring outside and I watched as the droplets of water rolled down the car window.

Mom and Ethan were already there. Ethan was comforting mom and telling her that it's okay and that Ashley is in a better place, but usually thats what people say to someone when they lose a loved one. I could never understand why though. More family members showed up and I noticed they were all staring at me. I understood why though. I look sickly, extremely thin, and have bruises on me from Conner.

This man who works at the cemetery guides us to where Ashley has been buried. Theres a tent set up for everyone to stand under and a table with a photo of Ashley on it. Dad hired a priest to say a few words about Ashley and read a couple quotes about death from the bible. Then other family members got up and said a couple of things about her. When Michael was done speaking, he encouraged me to go up and say something about her. I shook my head no and hid behind dad. "How about you sing something, sweetie. Oh, Ashley loved your singing." Mom says. I finally give in and go up and sing this song called "Say something" 

Everyone clapped when I was done and I rushed back over to dad. When the funeral was over everyone went out to this nice restaurant and we all talked, laughed, and shared memories about Ashley. I had only known Ashley for a month and didn't have very many memories to share about her. Whenever someone mentions her name I want to break down into tears. My brain still couldn't process that she's gone and that Conner had killed her. Sometimes I blame myself for her death. Sometimes I wonder if I could have changed her fate and made it so she would've lived.

When we get home I run up to my bedroom and slam the door shut. Tears well up in my eyes and I sit on my bed, hug my pillow, and begin crying. Losing someone I cared about was never on my mind much, but now that I have.. It's just all too much for me to handle. 

I want the pain to go away..