Haru's Perspective
I stepped into the car with my all black attire. Today was Jenny's funeral. A day full of tears for those closest to her. And a day full of worry for those who watch.
I silently drove to the church in which the service would be held.
I wondered how her mother was feeling.
My mind was crowded by countless questions about her health and self being. I couldn't help but worry. We were basically family.
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When the service was over, my cheeks were heavily stained by tears. My breath was shaky and came out in short spurts. I was a mess.
Everything just seemed to happen so fast. I felt as if yesterday she was with us. I swear I heard her laughter in the car. I just couldn't get Jenny out of my mind. She was all I could think about.
She was always on my mind.
Even days later. She was still in my mind.
I wonder how the afterlife is for her.
I wonder if she's doing well in her afterlife.
