Hey guys! I'm super sorry for the extremely long hiatus, but school started and I haven't gotten much free time to write. I've finally settled in so without further ado, the last chapter of Pacifica's Dollhouse!

"D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E I see things that nobody else sees."

Chapter 6: The Funeral

It's been one month since I lost my mom. I've stayed with the Pines family. Everyday is the same long drawn out routine. I still haven't accepted that she's gone. I never thought I could lose her. She wasn't the picture perfect mother, straight out of a fairytale, but I loved her nonetheless. My heart aches for her voice, her touch, her smile. I miss her more than anything else. We cried together, laughed together, we did everything together. I always wanted to be just like her. I wake up everyday with a tear stained face. I go through the motions of the day, ignoring everyone. Well, everyone except Dipper. He and I have become quite close in the last month. He's tried everything to get me to feel better, but I miss my mother too much.

I drag myself out of bed and sluggishly walk to the dresser. I through on a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants. I couldn't care less about my hair so I throw it up into a messy bun. I stare at myself in the mirror. This isn't the me I know. The one who dresses up no matter the occasion. The one who is always on top of her looks. My mother would not be happy with this Pacifica. I walk over to the closet. I stare at my old clothes, each one bringing back a terrible memory. I can only find a few options that don't remind of a terrible time. I decide on a flowy white top and a pair of galaxy leggings. I grab my black converse and head to the bathroom. I straighten my hair and do my makeup. I throw on my shoes and look at myself in the mirror again. I see a girl with purple eyeshadow and nude lipstick. A girl in a put together outfit. A girl that is me.

When I walk into the kitchen the entire Pines family is filled with joy at the sight of me. They are all extremely happy to see me acting like myself again. I take a seat at the table and gobble down my pancakes, a habit that I picked up at the beginning of my stay. Tomorrow was the funeral. As we talked about this Dipper pulled me closer. I closed my eyes and leaning into his chest. He looked down on me and whispered in my ear, "It's going to be ok." I smiled up at him and he smiled back. I think things are finally looking up.

The Day of the Funeral

I walked into the cemetery, Dipper holding me tight. Most of the town gathered here to support my family and I. I thank everyone for coming and the ceremony begins. As I look around I see all the people who care for my mother. I look at her casket and feel my eyes tear up. I feel strong arms bring me in. I lean my head into Dippers chest, and I cry. I cry about my mom. I cry about my dad. I cry about my broken family. I cry about all the events of the past three years. I cry. But then I smile. I smile for the people who love my mother. I smile for the Pines family who let me stay with them. I smile for Mabel, for uplifting my spirits. And I smile for Dipper, the love of my life. I smile.

I really hope you guys enjoyed my first ever story! I know it's short, but I really like how it wrapped up. Don't forget to review and tell me if you want a follow up one-shot. Bye!