Anna's Funeral: A Fictional Narrative

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with a charm cross on it. "So you never feel lonely," she had told her while putting it around her neck. As life comes so unexpected and most often the moments that mark us forever are only known to God, so it would be the last day she would see them alive. It had been the precise day after her graduation party. Anna's mom was heading to work early in the morning, and when she had tried to start her car, she hadn't been able to. The car was not working at all, so her father had suggested they drive together since they both worked in the same direction. He had asked Anna to call the mechanic and have him come by to fix the car. Later that day Anna had heard the doorbell ring. She had rushed to get it, thinking it was the mechanic coming by.

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