Thursday 2 August 2012

Girl At Funeral

She didn't know what to do. All around her were people wearing black, looking solemn for a reason she wasn't aware of. Maybe if she smiled, she could make someone else smile; that had always worked previously. As soon as she started to smile, her mother quickly shook her head though. Feeling that must she be in serious trouble if her mother wasn't allowing her to smile, she frowned.

All she wanted to do was get away from all these people. Why was she here in the first place? When her parents told her that they were going somewhere together, she thought they'd be taking her somewhere fun. Instead, they brought her here.

Then, she spotted food. Letting go of her mother's hand, she went to grab a sandwich. She did it partly because she was hungry and the sandwiches looked good and partly because no one was eating, so if she ate, she might get some attention. When she took a bite, though, no one even looked in her direction. Everyone was acting so weird. Feeling uncomfortable, she quickly finished her sandwich and went back to her mother's side.

Her mother was talking quietly to a tall man who was wearing black.

"Hello," the man said, bending down so that he was her height. "How are you doing?"

She looked up at the stranger and didn't answer. Although the stranger's voice was cheery, he looked sad and she didn't know what to reply. Seeing that she wasn't going to answer, he stood up straight again. He turned to her mother and said, "Is she aware of what happened?"

Her mother patted her hair before saying, "Oh, I doubt it; she's only two, after all." 

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