• I woke up one morning to the scent of flowers. Lost in their intoxicating smell, I thought nothing could ruin this lovely, lazy morning. Then it all came back. "Yuki-chan! It's time to get up and ready for the funeral!" my mother yelled from downstairs. My mind went numb as I remembered the horrible accident that would change my life. I then forced myself up and into my black dress. I went to my mirror and put some black barretts in my hair and then headed downstairs. As I went through the living room, I couldn't help but shudder at the black and red coffin in the center of the room. " It's hard to believe she's gone, isn't it Yuki?" mom said as she put her arm around me. My body shut down in that instant, and I crumpled to the floor, tears pouring down my cheeks. " It's going to be okay, Yuki. You'll see," mom reassured me half-heartedly. " But I don't want it to be just 'okay'! Kana-chan is gone! NOTHING is ever going to be okay!" I screeched. Then mom had to practically drag me to the kitchen and force hot eggs down my throat. In hopes of comforting me, she turned towards the counter and pulled a beautiful red rose out of a vase and handed it to me. It didn't work. By the time we were in the cemetery, my tears had all spilled out. "... ashes to ashes, and dust to dust..." was all I heard the preacher say. When it came time to look at the body one final time, I couldn't help but lean over the porcelan-like face and give my best friend a kiss. I was soooo lucky her body hadn't been mangled in any way, or I wouldn't be able to even look at her. Her long blond hair curled gently around her waist. She was wearing her favorite yellow spring dress and matching flats. It was like she was just sleeping with her clothes on. I couldn't look at her any more, so I left the rose my mom had given me in her hands. The rose, however, had somehow turned black as night. It was then I realized that your mood really does effect the things around you.