Being At A Wake

For someone bordering on necrophobia, this is really a challenge for me.

I am at my mother's wake in the middle of a memorial park. The worst of it is that I might have to stay here aone tonight.

Good God, I can't even look down into the coffin.

Let me describe the place. The coffin is the first thing you will see when you enter the door. The benches and the comfort room are further into the small room which is about30 square meters I think.

There is a loft where the family could rest. My problem with this is that the loft is above the benches. Looking over th short wall, you see the whole coffin

So I won't look down.

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