14- funeral

 

Standing in front of the mirror, I fix my black bow tie, and I wipe off my black suit as I clear off anything that might have fallen onto it.
"You ready, Dan?" Woody asks, peaking his head in. I look into the mirror one more time, nodding, then turning to him.
"Ya," I look down, then back at his face, "Ya I am."
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"Welcome. Welcome." I say as I greet everybody that walks into the cemetary for Kyle's funeral. 
Once everyone takes a seat, I greet Will, Woody, and Janna in front of his open casket. I have to keep taking deep breathes, trying to be strong.
Once it is my turn to speak, I stand over the casket, placing a cat sticker on it, "Kyle..." I breathe in. Then, I break down, falling to my knees, sobbing, "I need you here! I am nothing without you! I need you back!" I shout through the tears. I burrow my face in my hands as I sit on my knees, the silence making everything worse.