Although I haven't been able to write some of the prompts and styles that have been in this challenge I have been enjoying every minute of it. It just goes to show that although some things don't fit, others do. You don't have to stay in one genre, but you also don't have to write in them all either. Let's try day twenty-four then!
Write a short scene at a funeral.
Emotions never run so freely as at a funeral. Grief and mourning are often portrayed as tear-inducing emotions, but not every character will react to a great loss in the same way. Today, practice writing about a character who handles loss in an unusual manner, reacting with anger, guilt, or self-loathing.
There standing at his coffin, seeing his body all dressed up for everyone to view, I saw how different he was. Always wrapped up in something I deemed more important than him. Now I knew that there was nothing I could do to change that fact, nothing was more important than him and he would never know.
It wasn't something I was proud of, or even something to be ashamed of really. The last time he has asked to see me I said I had a work meeting that I couldn't put off and that I would visit the next day. Little did I know that he was to pass that night, his last wish to see his only daughter. Preparing yourself for the guilt of that is uncomprehendable.
"How you feeling sis," my brother asked me. His voice was quiet but rough at the same time. He had obviously been crying, something I had yet to do, as his eyes were all red.
"A little numb if I'm being honest," it wasn't a complete lie, I was numb from the loss of my father but I wasn't ready to cry. Not until the guilt was gone.
Better than yesterday? I think I might even steal this for a novel! Would you guys read it? Let me know in the comments below!