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I had any last words as I looked up and everyone was looking at me, we were in the graveyard for the burial of my parents, I felt like it wasn't real so I didn't say or do much, I only stared into the dug up hole where they would be buried in. My littl
e me cry but even I am broken and can't keep this up for long, after my speech, grandpa asked Amy if she had any final words too, with teary eyes she answered and said no, she's always looked up to me and only did whatever I told her to do, I'm sure she feels that I had said everything
he still smiles at us, as if assuring us that we would be alright. My parents were the ideal couple and my family was the ideal family, we were wealthy and happy, my dad was my hero and my mum was my role model, I stared out the window of the car as we drove home, it started raining, and I liked the rain but this time seeing it rain hurt so much, all I could do was reminisce about my parents and our time together... we got home and all I could do was look at our house,
airs to our movie room, we had snacks and lots of chocolate for Amy, it was fun and i felt a bit dizzy while we were