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November 5, 2011
I had, at first, wanted to look in the coffin. It would be my first time seeing a dead person. But when I glanced across the room and spotted that pale face in the silver box, I knew I shouldn't go closer.

"You don't need to see this," my brain muttered while trying to distract me with text messages.

They have all the family members walk by the casket at the very end of the funeral. Did you know that? So I saw her in her purple lace dress with her tiny doll hands.

"Told you so," my brain sighed.