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Submitted to Contest #133
The hearse pulled away from the grave site. One petal from the red rose she was holding fell to the sidewalk. The rose was from the casket spray. His casket. Gone. Dead. "Passed away" they kept saying. Cindy could not believe it and did not want to believe it. In the ground. Covered up. Cold and dark. Still wearing his class ring. The class of 1976. Silent. Once so full of life and now lifeless. So young. Nineteen. His birthday was twenty-two days away. He would never be twenty. His life was just starting. Then it was snuffed out. For no r...
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