{‘Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.’}The rain was pouring hard over the damp soil of the cemetery. Looking up, the sky seemed in agony and in greatest sympathy. I gripped my black umbrella hard as I refused to accept that the person inside the casket deserved this kind of cry from heaven.I turned to look at my parents beside me, including Aunt Claire who was now crying. I searched for Khloe but she was nowhere to be found as I predicted. Honestly, I didn’t want to be in this place right now but my Dad wanted me to. He wanted to wear something black and go with them as a formality.Watching the coffin slowly pulling down beneath the moist earth, I walked forward and tossed the white rose hard, not even cared if the people around me gasped from what I did. Turning around, I stormed off, throwing the umbrella aside and ignored all the people who were watching me.I didn’t care. Even in the p
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