'We can go to church,' I requested.
Uncle John was not at all expecting to go to such a place.
'I think there is a funeral going on,' said Uncle John hoping that I'll change my mind.
'No problem, I want to go to the Church!' I went towards it without listening to his reply. Uncle John was left with no option other than come with me.
'I thought kids nowadays want something fun. The definition of fun was much more better when I was a child,' grumbled Uncle John under his breath.
I came inside and the funeral had just started. I saw mom and dad sitting on the first bench. I sat on the last seat and soon Uncle John joined me. All the sorrow was crushing me from inside. A simple event changed everything.
'I would like to call Ashley's dad to speak,' said a voice on mic.
'Ashley was not only a son but piece of my heart,' his voice was filled with grief. 'It still seems like yesterday when I brought him home. It was like the most happiest day of my life, it was like no problem could take away my smile. It was like... like' tears rolled from his eyes.
'Sorry I won't be able to speak more,' he climbed down wiping of the tears and asked mom to speak.
She had tissue in her hand which was drenched. She was not able to balance herself. It was clear she didn't sleep since yesterday.
'Ashley was a part of me,' she managed to speak. 'He was such a wonderful child. He didn't deserve it. He had a future, a life all destroyed in a seconds. He deserved a life to live to enjoy the moments. It's not fair, I want him back...' she burst into tears.
Dad and Catherine helped her and brought her back to her seat. All this was too much for me to handle. My heart scattered. Every tear of her was breaking me down. I wanted to go but my legs weren't allowing it.
Uncle John seeing the unrest in me helped me up.
'Time to go kiddo,' he pulled me outside. This all is so painful. All the emotions was flowing inside me. I wanted to run inside and hug mom and dad. It was better when I was a ghost. When I didn't feel anything.
I wanted to get out of it. I focused to jump out but nothing happened. I was stuck in this body. I heard Catherine voice.
Suddenly I had an idea. She saw me last. She knew what happened. She can help me, she will believe me. I just need to talk to her. I turned around to move back inside but someone grabbed me.
'What is wrong with you Rodrigo? You never behaved like this,' Uncle John complained.
'I just want to go inside for couple of moments,'
'We're going home and that's my order,' he pulled me in his car and drove home.
So I'll talk to her tomorrow in the school. Everything will be fine. She will help me...
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