The Catastropihic Death

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    Amal Morjaria                                                                                                          10 Ham

The Catastrophic Death

   As I sat in the funeral hall, I could remember everything vividly; the screeching breaks of the cars, the footsteps on the marble floor. As everybody entered, their faces were etched with expressions of shock and sorrow waiting for the coffin to approach. I felt stunned and numb. I stood absolutely motionless, not knowing what to do or what to say. A sense of horror gradually overwhelmed me. I remembered the flashes of bright lights and the deafening wail of siren, as the ambulance rushed to the scene.

 

  Tears were pouring down my cheeks, as I watched the corpse in   a black coffin, being carried inside the funeral hall. The body was so still. The face was so pale. Gone was the glow or sparkle that had always been on his face.

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  I sat there, like I was in dreamland, as I realised that the boy I walked with everyday, the sweets we shared together, and the times when we played football on the streets, that person was out of my life and out of his family’s life. I was asking my self at that moment “Is this real?”. I could never believe that this is true.

 As I glanced around me, there were people packed inside the funeral hall. They all just sat there like wax statues, many people weeping and mourning, but most of them just sitting ...

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