Funeral
Amelie
I stood still watching as Colin's casket got lowered six feet under the earth. I couldn't cry, I wanted to but my tear ducts suddenly lost their functionality. I was supposed to feel sad and blue, but right now all I felt was anger, and I honestly had no idea who I was mad at. I still couldn't find who to blame for Colin's tragedy, so I ended up just getting mad with no place to channel the energy.
Aside from Anna and Colin's mother, Mary Muller, I couldn't recognise any other person from the mourning crowd. Even if I knew them before, everybody's face was so swollen and disfigured from crying that it made it really difficult to recognise somebody.