*CHLOES POV*
Today was Clara's funeral. I was giving a big long speech, and I knew I was gonna cry while making it.

Everyone was assigned to wear a certain black dress except for me and mom. We wore white dresses. I sighed because Clara wouldn't of wanted it this way. She'd want colors. Nice, pretty, pastel colors.

Once we got there a bunch of family and friends came up to us and hugged us. I said hi, but my eyes were glued to the front of the room. I was a small, blue casket with flower on it. It was open.
"Mom, is it open viewing?" I asked.
"Yeah, Do you wanna go over there?" She replied. I nodded.

We walked over there holding hands. I let go of moms hand and put it over my mouth. Clara, she looked amazing. Her lift blonde hair was down, she wore a pink summer dress, and Olaf locket from frozen, and light blue shoes. I touched her cold, pale face. I shedded a few tears.

Me and mom sat down while the pastor of our church welcomed us all. He talked and talked, and then he called my name.
"Now her sister, Chloe Lukasiak, is going to do a speech." He said. I walked up while he stood by the closed casket.

I took out a peice of paper I had written my speech on, and started reading it.

"Hi, I-I'm Chloe. Clara's sister." I paused. I got a little nervous, I hate public speaking. I crumbled the peice of paper and put it aside.
"Clara Alexandra Lukasiak was my little sister. She was 5 years old, and her life shouldn't of been cut off that way. So young, talented, beautiful. I remember my mom waking me up I'm the middle of the night, telling me to grab my nearest importance's and head out to the car. I just saw her laying there, it broke my heart."
I took a deep breath as a tear rolled down my face.
"But what really, really broke my heart was waking up in the middle of the night to a high pitched sustained beeping sound of my little sisters death. I yelled at the doctors to not take her away, and soon blacked out. I just wanted her to be okay.
Clara was a beautiful young lady. She wanted to be like me, I was her 'inspiration' as she said. She was fun to play with and fun to talk to. Although she is a lot smaller than me, whenever someone was mean to me she would still stick up for me. I love her, and I will miss her.."
I walked over to the casket, bawling. I put a bundle of her favorite flowers, Lilies, and her Elsa doll on top of the casket. The room was silent. Then I heard clapping. My speech wouldn't of been that inspirational.
Anyways, I headed back to my seat. Mom gave her speech too, and Dad made it for the funeral. When I saw him walk in, I ran over to him.
"DAD!" I yelled, running into his arms.
"Chloe!" He replied, picking me up and hugging me. I needed that after today. I stopped taking aspirin a few weeks ago, now since I've been crying so much again the migraines are just gonna come back.

There was an after party at my aunts house, and there was a lot of food. I ate some salmon, a mixture of fruit, and drank some sweet tea. It was just people talking about Clara, and a lot, and I mean A LOT of hugging. I just hope the party will end soon, I wanna go home.