EPISODE 3: The burial

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Y/n's Pov
It's the next day, as my friends and I crowd around where we buried all the body's of our friends, and pilots

We made headstones out of scraps of metal we could find for them too, and I smiled faintly, as I wrote Connie's full name, and date of her birth,
and when she died

I was now finished, and so was Van, I walked back beside Javi, and Van stood beside me, making me in-between
the two

"Before we took off, I heard Rachel say that she was going to see Oasis at the meadowlands next month.
She was really excited.
And shes never going to hear "Wonderwall" again "
Van says, her voice breaking at the
verge of tears

I put my hand on her shoulder, and she grabbed it, seeking comfort, knowing that I did too

"Come on. Let's join hands. We'll pray
for them" Laura-Lee says, and we all complied

"Rachel, you just moved up from JV, so we didn't really know you. But, in Trig, you never confused your secants and your consecants.
You seemed really smart.
Anyone else?"
Laura-Lee asked, looking around, until Van spoke up

"I saw her carry a flute case once"

"Oh, Lord, please accept Rachel Goldman into your arms so that she may fill your kingdom with music. Please accept Coach Martinez into your glory, too,
and flight attendant Janet,
pilot Robert, pilot Fred"

I started to dread what she would say about Connie and Rose-mary.. hoping she wouldn't say  anything at all

"Please accept Constance and Rose-mary with welcoming warmth, and love, and please pray for us"

I couldn't hack it anymore, I ran of, balling my eyes out, it hurt to much

It was so embarrassing, but I didn't care, I want to go home, i want to be with my mom, away from all this
bloody torture

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