Last Tuesday was one not to forget...ever.It was the burial of my step sister Jodie who sadly past away last week.We had the funeral at a local church where her family used to pray.She wanted a very dramatic funeral, lots of black s**t roses,thorns,outfits you name she wanted it.She was considered a "Goth" because of the way she viewed the world and how it revolved around her.She also studied theater and the arts.But one of the strangest things about her was the fact that we looked very identical,like twins.Everything else that she wanted in her funeral was in a journal she kept.She also stated in her will that if ever her step sibling was older than her than he or she should keep the journal.So two days after she left us i immediately read it and i swear every page was like me,struggling for a job,disgust for my parents,choking on the same air i despised.We were the same,every idea and every mistake.
On the day of her burial my brothers and sisters arrived last.Because of course everyone in MY and her family was invited so normally we decided to sit away from everybody else.And as usual the "b*****d flock" (us) were being ******** with again,my sisters were being flirted with(they had no time for that),my brothers were being insulted,all except for me. We sat at the very top right at the room where her friends where,obviously they were lesbians cause they were also flirting with Sam and Monica.After the priest had done..whatever every one who wanted to speak about her spoke.When it was my turn I made a point clear and that was how ******** everyone else made us,that it was everyone's fault.My speech was a little long so i decided not to post it here.I ended the funeral with "The Ghost of You" by My Chemical Romance while carrying her casket in the rain,obviously her idea.We buried her in a cemetery that i chose,it wasn't very "Gothic" with all the trees and flowers everywhere but i made it work.Its very weird really looking at yourself being buried,it felt final and yet strangely comforting.Noone except her friends talked to me after the funeral.They didn't understand why her family didn't speak to me,so i told them
"You should take a closer look"
On the day of her burial my brothers and sisters arrived last.Because of course everyone in MY and her family was invited so normally we decided to sit away from everybody else.And as usual the "b*****d flock" (us) were being ******** with again,my sisters were being flirted with(they had no time for that),my brothers were being insulted,all except for me. We sat at the very top right at the room where her friends where,obviously they were lesbians cause they were also flirting with Sam and Monica.After the priest had done..whatever every one who wanted to speak about her spoke.When it was my turn I made a point clear and that was how ******** everyone else made us,that it was everyone's fault.My speech was a little long so i decided not to post it here.I ended the funeral with "The Ghost of You" by My Chemical Romance while carrying her casket in the rain,obviously her idea.We buried her in a cemetery that i chose,it wasn't very "Gothic" with all the trees and flowers everywhere but i made it work.Its very weird really looking at yourself being buried,it felt final and yet strangely comforting.Noone except her friends talked to me after the funeral.They didn't understand why her family didn't speak to me,so i told them
"You should take a closer look"
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