Today, I got lots of flowers, so many than I have ever been given especially when I was alive. Allie my best friend brought me peonies and stood by the dug graveside sniffing into a white handkerchief beside her Archie was standing holding her waist, she was still crying. My mom was supported by my brothers who held her and stood at the graveside too.
Everyone was so sad, no one was playing my favourite music either, those bright shiny colours I loved had been replaced by black, even Billy my dog was putting on a black collar; Death was painful.
Mine was a quick death, in seconds I had crossed over to the other side, painless, uneventful and peace but why does it hurt so much to see the people I love so dearly cry. Why does dying hurt so much? Even Paul my boyfriend was crying like a ba
