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  • Essay / Personal Story: My First Funeral - 2447

    So realistically, my nails are a lot more invigorating for me right now. This may make me seem heartless, but how can you have a heart for someone who didn't have one for you and not only that, who didn't really care about you, your feelings or your happiness. Yes, she passed away and it's a very sad day for most of these people here, like my cousins ​​Shanice and Sharonda, sitting behind me bawling their eyes out, but I can rightly say I didn't know her not, that I never had it. a meaningful conversation with her, I was not present for the many videos of her jokes or I was helped in life in any way by her, so what exactly am I supposed to feel about apart from what I feel at this precise moment? Everything else would just be a lie