The Funeral

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   "And he was always the perfect son. He always smiled, told jokes that made us laugh 'till we cried, had the most caring friends, straight A's in school, the list could go on and on, we just  never thought that he was going through anything like this."
    "Well said, Mary, please, take your seat"  the minister walked back up to the podium in front of the casket,      "Would anybody else like to say anything?"
We all shook our heads like we wanted to, but there was nothing else to say, what happened, happened, and nobody can go back and change it.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2017 ⏰

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