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Katie
When I woke up, I rolled over into the empty spot where Seth should have been. My eyes instantly popped open in alarm. Where was he? My heart began to accelerate as concern flooded my system. After a few seconds, I was awake and could reason better. Seth had probably gone home before him mom caught him, I concluded.
I rolled off the bed and glanced at the clock. It was 9:37. I groaned and glanced over at the calendar I had recently hung above my desk. It was the 18th. Today was Aunt Stacy's funeral. My heart instantly dropped and I was overcome by sadness. I was saying goodbye to the last family I had left today.
I solemnly padded to the bathroom and started the shower. As I undressed, tears began to spill out of my eyes. I climbed into the shower and washed my hair as the salty sadness mixed with the warm water. When I climbed out I quickly pulled my hair into a ponytail and brushed my teeth.
I stepped back into my bedroom and pulled on my darkest pair of jeans. I slipped a black shirt on and walked over to the dresser mirror to examine myself. You could still see that I had been crying. My attire didn't really seem to fit the occasion perfectly, but I knew that Aunt Stacy would have wanted me to be comfortable. It was also the only thing I had.
I grabbed my black sneakers and stormed down the stairs and into the kitchen. Emily and Sam were dressed in black to match the occasion. I glanced over to the table to see Seth, decked in black, sipping a cup of coffee. I felt a wave of relief, knowing that he would be there to support me. I sighed as a fresh round of tears made their way down my cheeks.
The drive to the beach was long and silent. I held my Aunt's ashes tightly to my chest. I was whispering to the urn, but I was sure nobody, even Seth and Sam, could hear me.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Stacy, for every bad thing I had ever said. I…I…" This was a day I had hoped would come a little later in life.
Aunt Stacy had wanted her ashes poured into the ocean, just like my mom and Andy's.
She loved the water, almost as much as my mother had. When we they were younger they had decided that they had wanted to be part of the ocean forever, once they had passed. I fully planned to honor their wishes.
When we pulled up to the beach, Sam cut the engine. The four of us slowly walked to the water edge. I wadded out till the water was up to my knees. I didn't bother to pull of my shoes or roll up my jeans. Tears streamed down my face and neck. They soaked the neck of my shirt.
I stood there for a moment, thinking about my aunt and how many wonderful thing she had done for me. I gazed out searching for what hung behind the horizon. I knew this is what she had wanted, but it was hard to just let the last piece of home go.
I squeezed my eyes shut as I opened the lid to the urn. I swallowed and mustered up the courage to speak.
"Aunt Stacy," I choked, "you took me in when my mother died. You were my only family. Thank you," I cried. I couldn't help but sobbing for a moment. I held the urn close to my chest, whispering thank you over and over again. I took a deep breath and tilted the urn. "I love you," I whispered as the ashes flew out into the wind.
I waited till it was empty and turned to walk to shore. When I had emerged from the water, I was greeted by a loving embrace from Emily. She kissed my cheek then released me. Sam patted my back gently. I glanced over to Seth.
His face was covered with sadness, like he was feeling my pain. I could see the hurt in his eyes when he looked up at me. I threw myself in his arms and buried my head in his chest. I began to sob uncontrollably. He rubbed my back, as the four of us stood there, waiting for me to finish crying.
I pulled away and looked up at him. His warm lips kissed my forehead before he turned and guided me into the car. I sat in the middle so I could snuggle into him. He wrapped his arms me, creating a barrier.
"Goodbye Auntie. I love you," I whispered as we drove away.
Sorry its short but I just wanted the funeral to be separate from anything else.