My Sister's Grave Mga Nobela at Kwento

"That's what I'm talking about. She sounds cool." "She was." Peggy's voice cracked. "She was the best person I knew." They kept working, filling the grave shovelful by shovelful. Dante kept making small jokes—nothing too much, just enough to keep the atmosphere from becoming unbearably heavy. And Peggy found herself laughing through her tears, caught between grief and relief. Dante planted the shovel in the ground and wiped sweat from his forehead. "Well. That's done." Peggy stood there staring at the filled grave, at her sister's name carved into stone. Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks, but she wasn't sobbing anymore. Just quietly crying.

We had reached the bottom of our spiral and we had to say goodbye a final time or we would have joined her six feet under. I jumped from the vehicle as soon as it stopped and grabbed the daisies, the reminder keeping me sane as I smiled at the white flowers. Leah's grave was a short walk away from the drive and I took off, not waiting for anyone to join me. I didn't know if Trey wanted to see it, especially today. It had been hard on him to hear that his sister had died. It had been hard on me, too, but Leah was like a second mother to Trey and the loss was devastating for him.

There was no answer. I turned to look at the first girl I saw, "hey have you seen my sister- Sarah anywhere?" I wondered, knowing that I didn't know who she was so there was a high chance she didn't know who I was. "She's still getting her makeup done over there." She pointed at a group of women and I realised they were trying to work on her hair and face at the same time. "Thank you," I smiled at her and went to meet my sister. "Sarah," I stood in front of her, "I'm pretty sure you don't understand what the definition of a small wedding is." I couldn't help but laugh, looking over the guests one more time.

Visiting my dead sister's graveyard was the first thing I had in mind to do the moment I came back to the States and I'm glad I'm able to squeeze into the time before the party to do so. Nothing would stop me. I make my way through the concreted pathway that led to her grave. Her stone was dirty grey like it's been ages since she died. It's not been up to a month and her stone had been abandoned like she meant nothing while she was alive. I squat to drop the bouquet on the stone. I crack a smile. "I'm sure you're happy and safe where you are now." I ran my hands on her engraved name which is JOANA DOXON.

For that, I'll be forever grateful. Once the rites are over, the coffin is put inside the six-foot hole, and as the only sister and living relative, I must do the honors of pouring sand into her grave as is customary. The truth washes over me that this is actually real, that I'll never see Tanya again, never hear her snarky remarks ever again. I jump inside the hole and bawl like a baby as I talk to my now-lifeless sister's body. No one stops me. No one tries to take me out of here. They know I need this.

“Before the show.” I turned to him. “Where?” “My sister’s grave.” The words landed soft but heavy. I blinked. “Your sister?” He nodded, looking out at the ocean. “She’s buried up on the hill, overlooking the water. I go there sometimes when I need to… reset. I’d like you to come with me. I’d like to introduce you to her.” My throat tightened. I reached for his hand, laced our fingers together. “I’d love that,” I said.

Firefly’s dance across the field as I hear creatures of the night scurry throughout the forest. I open the gate that leads to the cemetery and it lets out a squeak as it always does. I head straight for my sister’s grave in our family mausoleum. It’s been a while since I’ve been here so I clean it up and grow fresh flowers. I stop by my brother Lucas’ grave as well, cleaning and putting fresh flowers too. “You know your parents believe you are safely in your room.” I turn to see Aspen leaning against the doorway to the mausoleum. I smile at him as he walks towards me, brushing some dirt off of Malayah’s grave I missed.

From the looks of it I could tell that this cemetery was for the elite. "Well, let me introduce you to someone-" Fernando spoke as soon as we arrived at a tomb. “She is Freya, my poor sister-” My face instantly turned stiff when I saw the name written on the tombstone in front of me. "And next to her was a stupid man who claimed to be able to make my sister happy, but actually became one of the causes of her death..."

Mary Parker I entered the cemetery holding a bouquet of White Roses and carnations and knelt down in front of Claudia's grave as soon as I found it, was as I left the last time I came to visit a few days ago, the flowers were on top of the grave just as I left them the years before, beside our family pictures, trips, we were always smiling and having fun " You don't know how much I miss you my sister." This was the only sentence I managed to say before the tears started to fall down my face. I leaned against her grave and continued to cry.

I could handle walking to my death, but walking to my sister’s funeral… I make my way through the castle, along with my sisters as we each make our way to the castle grounds. The sounds of our gowns rustling as they sweep the ground. I think that sound will haunt me forever now. Far into the castle grounds, there is a large altar in the centre of a vast pond. Mammoth stone structures surround the altar, and it is there we hold funerals. I’ve never seen this part of the Kartheca for myself, I only know how it’s been described or what I’ve felt, and after today I hope to never see it. I don’t wish to be able to look upon the place I say goodbye to my sister.