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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. Though I had not gone to many other funerals, I knew this was not how normal funerals went. We all cried, I could feel the hot tears welling in my eyes, dripping down my cheek. We all buried her and everyone put at least one flower on top of her grave. "Why’d she have to die" I said angrily. "Why her, seven billion people in the world, and today, she was the one to die." "Life is very unfair sometimes" Suzie's mother said, "but she's in a better place now." I wish that people had second chances in life, just like what she wished. When the funeral ended, most people went home. My family and Susie's family remained, we talked for a little bit, mourning her death, then we went our separate ways. We will never forget Suzie, and I hope she will rest in peace.

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. There was confetti and music and everyone was celebrating. Smiling, laughing and having a great time. someone yelled "I'm having the best time of my life"
After we were all done dancing and partying we headed inside for cake and ice cream. It felt weird cause people were celebrating that she died almost like they did not want her here any more. But I also didn't really like her so I was partying my hardest. When the funeral was over I felt so good knowing she was gone. Some people were sobbing but I was happier than ever! The wind blew in my face as I walked out of the recreational site. When I got home I laid on my bed thinking how amazing this day was. my dad walked in and said "goodnight"
And I feel asleep with a smile on my face stretching for ear to ear.

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He wiped his tears, “ Suzie told me she wanted a celebration. If I was going to spend the money might as well have fun!” And With a loud BAM, the curtain dropped revealing cakes and pies and turkeys and everything you could imagine, it looked like a wedding cake! With purple frosting and bright blue and green details! The cake must have been 5 feet tall! It looked like a mountain! Everyone looked around but I had no time to waste! Iran onto the stage grabbed a plate, and cut a slice of everything! I took a bite, the cake was rich chocolate and so fluffy! ANd there was a caramel frosting! Delish! My favorite song started playing, My favorite song! Baby By Justin Beiber! I started dancing, colorful lights were flashing all over I started eating at dancing! When the party was over I walked out the door, The cold crisp air blew in my face and the rain fell down. It was a sad night, but a good night!

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. I approached the service with a dark cold feeling in my chest, like someone ripped it out and replaced it with an empty hole. As I walked closer and closer to her casket and put in the beanie baby, tears started to weld up, my vision went blurry like a car's front window on a rainy day. I walked away slowly as memories and thoughts about her rushed back and forth through my mind. I couldn't hold it in anymore...I started crying my eyes out, I couldn't stop, I don't think I want to stop either.

“Hey hey..it's going to be alright..” A mysterious voice said behind me

“I..I hope so..” I said in response as a warm embrace surrounded me.

Everyone paid their respects and cried like normal, something was different about me i thought, now that the crying was over i felt even worse than before. Thinking of all the times I've said rude and mean things to several of my friends due to anger and lashing out. I wanted to say sorry to everyone who I've lashed out on and hurt severely. So that's what I'm going to do, This is the day that changed everything.

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It broke his heart when she dumped him but she would later regret it. A week after Miss Popularity dumped him, he struck gold. He graduated with honors, walking on stage with his dark blue cap and gown grinning as if to say “ I told you so” to those who doubted. Soon after he graduated he was accepted into a prestigious college, and worked part time at a newly founded  company that was just getting started.  During that time he used what he learned at school and applied it to the company,  causing it to grow. Now he is the CEO of a multi billion dollar company, and although he is doing well he hasn't turned cold. In fact his blue eyes still gleam with kindness, the same kindness he showed to me when he said “Sorry, my bad”.  I didn't just like him because of his eyes, it was the way that he owned up to his mistakes and apologized.This isn't a story about how I got the guy, it's about how some people are going to see you. Some like Miss Popularity will judge you because of looks and obedience, others like me will look deeper to see the beauty in personality.  Take a chance on those people, they are the good ones.

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. It was odd, I wasn't a funeral expert but all funerals I went too weren't like this. It was off. I couldn't even explain it, it was like it wasn't real. I was awake, but not. There, but at home. I couldn't even stand. I sat down the lot of it, my legs were too weak. My face was wet with hot tears, and my eyes were dry from releasing so much liquid. It was cold.. dreadful..

“Oh Suzie…” I whimper while throwing a nice allium on her casket. I could feel even more hot tears stream down my cold face. I didn't feel like she was dead. But I knew she was gone because I could see her right in front of me, laying there, cold… and dead.

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. Everyone that knew her had shown up. Normally people who go to funerals dress in all black. BUt this funeral was different. She has requested that everyone who went to her funeral wore her favorite color. Purple.

The ladies wore purple dresses and blouses and skirts, while the men wore purple ties and suits. The whole room was filled with purple. There were lavenders and other purple flowers spread all around the room, and on tables, and on her casket. Suzie was a very positive person, and hated being around negative people. She had asked, that even though it was a funeral people made it happy, and a fun time remembering all the memories they had with her.

The room was filled with a chorus of laughter and talking. Walking around the room you could hear people telling wonderful stories about her, there were happy tears as they remembered the little things about her, and there were sad tears knowing she is now gone. Once the ceremony started everyone took their seats and listened. There were sniffs here and there all through the room. ONce the ceremony was over everyone headed over to the buffet in the other room which was filled with susie's favorite food.

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The next few days the boy went back to his normal self, eating lunch with his friends and keeping to himself in the class.  Now that Miss' popularity was not dragging him around, all the girls talked about him the same again. There was just no way to get his attention any more. The boy with John Travolta eyes saw me as a ghost. Every time like I didn't exist. I stood there watching him at my locker, turning back to make sure he didn't see me staring. As he walked by, my hands shook, and my books came falling out of my hands. He slowly turned and stopped, bending down and helped me pick them up. As he got up he smiled and handed over the book.

“Hi, I'm John”, he said as he gave me the book.

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Everyone paid their respects and cried like normal, something was different about me i thought, now that the crying was over i felt even worse than before. Thinking of all the times I've said rude and mean things to several of my friends due to anger and lashing out. I wanted to say sorry to everyone who I've lashed out on and hurt severely. So that's what I'm going to do, This is the day that changed everything.

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. It was odd, I wasn't a funeral expert but all funerals I went too weren't like this. It was off. I couldn't even explain it, it was like it wasn't real. I was awake, but not. There, but at home. I couldn't even stand. I sat down the lot of it, my legs were too weak. My face was wet with hot tears, and my eyes were dry from releasing so much liquid. It was cold.. dreadful..

“Oh Suzie…” I whimper while throwing a nice allium on her casket. I could feel even more hot tears stream down my cold face. I didn't feel like she was dead. But I knew she was gone because I could see her right in front of me, laying there, cold… and dead.

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. Everyone that knew her had shown up. Normally people who go to funerals dress in all black. BUt this funeral was different. She has requested that everyone who went to her funeral wore her favorite color. Purple.

The ladies wore purple dresses and blouses and skirts, while the men wore purple ties and suits. The whole room was filled with purple. There were lavenders and other purple flowers spread all around the room, and on tables, and on her casket. Suzie was a very positive person, and hated being around negative people. She had asked, that even though it was a funeral people made it happy, and a fun time remembering all the memories they had with her.

The room was filled with a chorus of laughter and talking. Walking around the room you could hear people telling wonderful stories about her, there were happy tears as they remembered the little things about her, and there were sad tears knowing she is now gone. Once the ceremony started everyone took their seats and listened. There were sniffs here and there all through the room. ONce the ceremony was over everyone headed over to the buffet in the other room which was filled with susie's favorite food.

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After the heartbreak was washed over them the next 3 weeks were chaos. Tons of people were excited about the two hottest people now being on the market. I tried to build up the courage to ask Blue Eyes out but everytime another girl swooped in flirting with him and clinging to his side.

“You should take me to the movies.” One girl said, grabbing his arm. “No you should take me.” The other girl said taking his other arm.I felt sick when I saw him feed into every second of it. He smirked as he watched the girls obsess over him. I’d seen him go out with 9 different girls in the span of 6 days. I realized I did not want to be one of those girls, blind to see how terribly he was treating them. As I looked at him in disgust my emotions for him were left behind.

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After the heartbreak was washed over them the next 3 weeks were chaos. Tons of people were excited about the two hottest people now being on the market. I tried to build up the courage to ask Blue Eyes out but everytime another girl swooped in flirting with him and clinging to his side.

“You should take me to the movies.” One girl said, grabbing his arm. “No you should take me.” The other girl said taking his other arm. I felt sick when I saw him feed into every second of it. He smirked as he watched the girls obsess over him. I’d seen him go out with 9 different girls in the span of 6 days. I realized I did not want to be one of those girls, blind to see how terribly he was treating them. As I looked at him in disgust my emotions for him were left behind.

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You would have thought that sense I now had a chance right in front of me, almost as if it was taunting me, that I would take it in a heartbeat. Except nothing about leaping forward to do that- felt right. Everytime a thought of him even knocked on the door to my mind, I bolted the door up immediately as knots tightened and curled up in my stomach, until they were as tight as a tightrope. Everyday I would go throughout my life with my brain playing tug of war. Talk to him, now’s your chance! Are you serious?! Forget about him! YES! NO!

I’ve never experienced a game played for so long in my life.

I was sitting at lunch one Wednesday, at a small table in the corner of the lunch room, with the aroma of chicken nuggets dancing around me. There was so much noise but yet all I could hear were whispers of the surrounding conversations as my mind was at it once again. Until suddenly, even the whispers stopped. The hairs on the back of my neck straightened themselves, and the table and seat became cold and shivered up my arms all the way to my spine. Blue Eyes was coming toward me.

I had finished my lunch but at that moment my stomach was empty, an empty pit. He sat down next to me, and looked right at my pale face and blank eyes with a game of tug of war in my mind that just stopped, the rope was dropped.

“Hi,” he said as simply as you could, but it sounded more uplifting and powerful than you could ever imagine.

“I’ve seen you around the school, you’re really smart, and nice, would you like to go out sometime?”

I didn't know what to say, until one side of the rope yanked its way.

“Sorry, but no,”

From then on out Miss Popularity and I had never been closer friends, and we were forever on.

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Her funeral was very different from any funeral I’d ever been to. Though I had not gone to many other funerals, I knew this was not how normal funerals went. We all cried, I could feel the hot tears welling in my eyes, dripping down my cheek. We all buried her and everyone put at least one flower on top of her grave. "Why’d she have to die" I said angrily. "Why her, seven billion people in the world, and today, she was the one to die." "Life is very unfair sometimes" Suzie's mother said, "but she's in a better place now." I wish that people had second chances in life, just like what she wished. When the funeral ended, most people went home. My family and Susie's family remained, we talked for a little bit, mourning her death, then we went our separate ways. We will never forget Suzie, and I hope she will rest in peace.

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Her funeral was very different than any funeral I’d ever been to. Everyone gathered together. tears slid down my bright red cheeks, I whispered “why… why did you go?” pretending as if she heard me. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh, I grabbed a flower and slowly walked towards the casket. this was the last time I would ever be this close to her I thought, I let go of the flower onto the casket and grabbed the shovel to once and for all let her go. I smiled thinking of the fun times we had together. my eyes got blurry and water smired down my cheeks and I let go of the shovel saying my final “goodbye”.

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But like most good things, their relationship had to come to an unfortunate end. After Blue Eyes wasn’t such a new puppy for Miss Popularity, their relationship deteriorated. From what I gathered after late night confessionals with Miss Popularity, he wasn’t learning any new tricks.

And in our last week of school, I gathered up all of my courage (Which wasn’t very much) and stomped right up to him in the lunchroom.

He looked up at me, and I started rambling on, about the locker accident, about Miss Popularity, so on and so forth. He looked at me with those shining blue eyes. I was pretty much yelling by now.

The bell rang. Right before I asked for his number.

Then he stuck a little slip of paper into my hand, and walked out of the lunchroom to go to his class.

My sweat came down like waterfalls as I slowly unfurled the delicate scrap of paper.

And I let out a cry of relief when it was a phone number. I stuck it straight into my pocket, and skipped away to class, humming. That’s also why I failed my test in French - I was too busy thinking about him.

I tested out his name again: Max.

And we parted ways after High School.

I still called him every other night, just to check up on him, see how he was doing. All perfectly normal, not creepy things. My voice wavered every time we said goodbye and hung up.

And now, holding the black card in my ever-shaking hands, I burst into tears.

My hands felt cold - then they felt hot. Cold. Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold again.

It was an invitation to his daughter’s funeral. I had met his daughter once before - her name was Suzie or something like that. She apparently had some rare disease that killed her eventually - and I was to attend. Even though Max and I had stopped talking years ago. And I knew this was hard for him, his wife had died about six years ago.

I didn’t hesitate. Would his phone number still work?

I dialed.

And a man answered, speaking Spanish.

“Uh… I…”

The man continued, murmuring gibberish.

I hung up the phone, and looked over the invitation for the millionth time. Confusion, fear, and sadness was slashing at me, even worse that when I was so desperate for Max. I glared at the card, and with a jump of hope, noticed her had given me the address.

The funeral was in two days.

TWO.

DAYS.

And the next couple days were probably the longest and most annoying days of my life. They dragged on endlessly, like I was stuck inside of some weird time warp that stopped my clock.

Finally, the time came, and I roared down the road at top speed, and got pulled over by an officer. I thrust some cash into his hands, shouting that I was not to be late, and this would pay for my ticket.

And I drove off again, faster.

And pulled straight into the cemetery. I climbed out of my car, feeling the ground crunch as I stepped forward.

And there was Max.

He looked just like before, only a bit taller, and with a sad look in his eyes.

I had never seen Max sad.

It was like he was a can of soda, that was shaken up to the brink of exploding.

Now whether that explosion would be out of pain or anger, I had no idea.

I strolled up to him, wondering if I looked good. Or if I looked like a floundering duck trying to be a swan.

As the ceremony continued, I spotted a little girl sobbing her heart out. This funeral was a little different - everyone threw a shovelful of dirt down to bury poor Suzie. Her hands were shaking as she did her part, and she retreated to cry into her father’s shoulder.

I felt terrible. I felt worse than terrible. Max was hurt. His daughter is dead. The black shirt he was wearing was soaked in tears.

But maybe I can help heal him throughout all of this pain.

Maybe his sad, now stormy eyes will return back to their vibrant, happy blue. Maybe he’ll start smiling again.

All he needs is time, and maybe someone to cry on.

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Close to the end of the year, I saw him again passing in the hall. My heart started beating incessantly in my chest and I felt as though I was melting. Then I saw it, I couldn’t believe my eyes, he was walking back towards me! I felt like I was about to faint when he stopped in front of me. “Hey” he said in that soothing, smooth voice of his. It was like the most beautiful piece of art was speaking to me, me! I of course fumbled to find my words and managed to stutter out a “hi”. I felt so dumb and guilt ridden. It’s my best friend's ex. I quickly realized that he was horrible! He recently broke up with my friend and is trying to talk to me? It was unbelievable how quickly my seemingly overwhelming admiration disappeared in a second when he tried to ask for my number. I shot him down and he just walked away. I was shell shocked, but my friendship was more important than some boy.

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Then I went to the dogs house and was confused when no dog so then I walk and then go store to meet the dog and it eyes were red and it try to attack me but then I yelled help and the dog whimpered and stared at her then walked out of the light REVEALING its shining blue eyes it was my puppy I told it “come here” the dog said “no make me”. I heard as it barked with a sound like bark. It was super scary and I learned that I wasn’t ready to take care of anything else. Even a dog was too much for me.

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Her funeral was very different than any funeral I’d ever been to. Instead of a big, sad, and depressing memorial service, we celebrated. Not because we were happy she was gone, but because she was in a better place and wouldn’t be living in a hospital for most if not the rest of her life due to her rare disease. Even I knew Suzie had wanted this anyway. I remember one time we had called and she said so calmly it was almost startling “Hey, whenever I die, promise me you’ll celebrate it, don’t just have a depressing funeral. I want my funeral to be one of a kind, plus I'd rather be dead than live in this body as I've said before to my father.”

“Of course, Suzie.” I replied “if that’s what you want I promise you we will do that for you. It’s your funeral so I suppose you should be the one to decide.” I remember how tears began dancing around in my eyes. My vision was blurry and they began to fall like rain at the thought of her death. But, I made no sounds of crying at all, I stayed silent because I didn’t want to upset her and I found it embarrassing that I was crying.

Then, after my little flashback, I snapped back into reality and began to party away with my family and her dad. We were all sad but this was for Suzie. I promised her this. I noticed Max and my dad dancing together to Taylor Swift songs, Suzie’s favorites. As much as I hated Taylor Swift’s music along with her ear bleeding voice that punched my ears harshly, but I didn’t care, this was for Suzie, not me. Everyone else was either just hanging around talking or dancing to the music as well. You could tell many people were crying but they were as well happy that Suzie no longer had to suffer. After the music stopped, we all gathered around a large round wooden table, All the decor was black for the funeral as well as the silverware, plates, and even the cake we were about to eat  was covered in a black fondant. The cake was strawberry shortcake, again Suzie’s favorite. We all took a good slice of cake as there were not many of us since Suzie’s family and mine were pretty small. The cake tasted so light and delicious. I felt like I was in heaven. The strawberry, cream, and vanilla cake all went so good together. We all enjoyed our last bites of cake and finished conversations that slowly faded into goodbyes. Everyone left with some tears, but also happiness that Suzie was finally at peace.

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The funeral was sad and honestly scary. Seeing my best friend … dead. The thought of her 6 feet in the ground with cold dark brown dirt covered on her. Is just a thought I would … I could never imagine in my mind, not even deep as an ocean seeping through my skull, into my brain. As I spaced out for a bit, on the thought of my best friend, I heard my dads voice echoing

“Hey, you okay?” He said with a whimper in his deep tone. Echoing through my thoughts.

I said “yes” even though I wasn't. How would anyone be okay after their best friend died?

“It's okay. It's going to be okay.” My dad said, hugging me tightly.

“I know, dad. It's just hard to comprehend that this is happening, you know?” I said with a questionable tone, crying into his shoulder.

“I know” As my voice echoed, as I started to get sleepy.

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Her funeral was very different than any funeral I’d ever been to. It had flowers upon flowers of petals scattered in her casket. I walked up to her casket and she had a dress, flowers printed. With her blonde hair separated and shown. She looked different, so horribly pale. She look as if she was a different person. I hoped and hoped for a sign of breathing and she would wake up,everything would be fine and back to normal. But there was nothing but silent. A tear drop tripled down my cheek as i walk away.