The funeral for Astrid was boring and sad. I didn't even want to go but my parents made me because I as supposed say a eulogy. I saw Astrid's parents standing over her. A
Casket balling their eyes out and I felt bad. I cant get the feeling out of me that it was my fault she died. I mean, I let her go to the restroom alone, and waited a long time before going to check on her. Astrid is usual fast at going to the restroom but I waited 5 minutes.

As I walk up to her casket to talk to her parents, I look at her, there all calm. She could be asleep. Even though I can't see it, there is a gaping hole through her chest. They did a nice job covering it up. They put the flowers she was holding right above that spot.

I look up at her parents and they are looking at me with glossy eyes. "I'm so sorry." Is all I say.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. It's a tragic accident," Or they thought it was an accident.

I look at them again and say "Yeah. I feel your sorrow." I look down at my feet and walk away from them.