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Time Continues On

I watched helplessly as they laid my mother into the soft earth. There was a man talking, probably her latest boyfriend, but I didn’t hear him. I couldn’t hear him. Yes, my body was at my mothers funeral, but my mind was not. I couldn’t stop thinking of the last time I saw her…alive.

It was the early morning, and I was getting ready for school. She was in our living room watching T.V., as usual. I just remember being so mad at her because of her damned boyfriend; he had come over again last night and hadn’t left till three in the morning. Maybe if she’d been dating him for a while, and they were in an actual relationship it wouldn’t be such a big deal, but no. She had met him 2 weeks earlier at a bar, and started going out with him immediately. After the third night, he started sleeping over and leaving early in the morning. She always tended to forget the fact that she had a daughter in the house. It never occurred to her that bringing strange men home every other week might hurt me.

“Ariana, would you like to say something?” Jonathon, who some would call my father, asked me, bringing me back to reality.

Everyone at the funeral was staring at me. No doubt waiting for sentiments from the daughter that was left behind. Unfortunately for them, I wasn’t going to give any. I had no intention of speaking in front of a large crowd. I doubted I could find my voice to deliver a speech anyway.

“No,” I mumbled softly.

“I’m sorry, what did you say honey?” He put his arm around me, drawing me closer to him.

“Please don’t,” I shrugged myself out of his embrace. “I don’t want to say anything.”

I stared around at all the women, men, and children; they were all regarding me with pity. Even the littlest, eight year old Jamie, our neighbors daughter. It made me sick, I just wanted to go. I wanted to get out of here, away from all the eyes that screamed condolences. It’s not like I had any friends to tie me down. I was a loner.

“Honey,” Jonathon started rubbing my back in an effort to make me feel better. “Why don’t you say something? I’m sure Caroline would love it if you said something.”

“Stop calling me ‘honey’,” I growled. “And I’m not saying anything, she‘s dead, she isn’t going to care one way or another if I say anything.” I half yelled, not realizing that my voice was so loud.

Tears started to overwhelm my eyes and spill down my cheeks. It was over; my carefully constructed expression had faltered. Everyone just continued to stare at me as if to say, ‘oh that poor girl, how will cope? I do hope she can make it past this.’ Just the thought of them all thinking I was weak enough to not be able to get through the death of my mother was infuriating.

“I’m sorry Hon-” Jonathon started to rub my back again before I cut him off.

“Stop calling me honey! You’re barely even considered to be my father Jonathon!” I burst. I couldn’t keep it in any longer, everything just erupted inside of me and spilled out. I didn’t even care that everyone was watching me and thinking that I was going into hysterics. “Stop trying to make feel better! Stop trying to play the role of ‘father’!”

“Ariana, I-” He tried to pull me into a hug but I pushed him away. “No, don’t touch me,” I whispered just barely audible.

He tried to grab my arm as I silently walked away from the funeral, and to his car. I could feel all of their eyes boring into my back as I made my way to the red Trail Blazar. What did it matter to them if I left the funeral?

Nothing. In a matter of months they’d forget all about the funeral. They will have continued on with their lives as though nothing had ever happened. Maybe a few will still think of her, but not for more than a year I’m willing to bet.

As for me, I will be cursed with the memory of that day for the rest of my life. It’s more than a seventeen year old should have to deal with. We’re supposed to be worrying about college, and if the guy that we like, likes us back, and what we’re going to wear to prom, not this. Never this.

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