I sat on the wooden bench, which was away from everyone else, a few cousins would walk up and ask how I was doing or share their condolences. My mom quietly stepped out of a closed off room, she walked towards me and grabbed my hand to guide me behind her into that same room. We carefully placed our feet one by one on the ground as we stepped towards this dark oak colored casket. His pale face stood out from his pitch black suit. I could see the scar from his deadly wound near the left ear. As I stared, waiting for him to just wake up and say that he is okay, my mom squeezed my hand; “Do you see him smiling?” she asked. I closed my eyes and pictured his warm smile. “Yes.” I
I sat on the wooden bench, which was away from everyone else, a few cousins would walk up and ask how I was doing or share their condolences. My mom quietly stepped out of a closed off room, she walked towards me and grabbed my hand to guide me behind her into that same room. We carefully placed our feet one by one on the ground as we stepped towards this dark oak colored casket. His pale face stood out from his pitch black suit. I could see the scar from his deadly wound near the left ear. As I stared, waiting for him to just wake up and say that he is okay, my mom squeezed my hand; “Do you see him smiling?” she asked. I closed my eyes and pictured his warm smile. “Yes.” I