Chapter Six, page 5

Ginny invited me to come to the funeral home to pay my last respects even though I had never met her sister. I had never met her parents either, but Ginny was my friend, so I went. I felt extremely awkward and didn’t know what to say.

My mom drove me to the funeral home on a rainy and cold spring evening. It was already getting dark when we arrived. I felt scared and nauseous, trying desperately not to think about what I would see – a dead girl. I remembered how eerie my grandfather’s funeral had been and how I had hoped I would never feel that way again. However, I had promised my friend I would be there for her, so I put my own feelings aside for her sake.

When we parked in the parking lot of the funeral home, I inhaled a huge gulp of air. I held onto it for a few seconds then slowly released it. The windows fogged up. My hands were sweaty even though it was freezing outside. After my mom turned the car off, we sat in the dark with only the parking lot lights sending small beams of light through the car windows. There was only silence until I said, “I’m ready” and clicked open the car door. My mom went in with me. I suddenly felt very small and frightened. I wanted to hold my mom’s hand, but I chose not to. I didn’t want to look like a baby.


About whitefeatherfloating

When I began this blog I was simply going to share my writing. However, after being part of the blogging world for quite some time now, I decided to begin sharing my artwork. Patsy's Creative Corner will still have my artwork and some writing, but I created a new blog called My Crazy Life! in order to simply write my short autobiography and hopefully get some feedback on it as I go. However, it is a very slow project right now.

Posted on September 16, 2013, in My Thoughts, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Excellent writing, Whitefeather!


  2. Keep this coming! I look forward to each installment and I love reading about your life. You are an excellent writer.


    • Thanks Amy. I actually thought it would be boring to people! I have my whole story as far as I’ve written it on another blog if you’d like to go there. I just didn’t want to connect it with this one yet. It’s called My Crazy Life! and it’s at WordPress. Let me know if you can find it, okay?


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