Sorry For Your Loss

Sorry For Your Loss — page 9
people so I couldn’t smell like one But for once I kept my mouth shut It wouldn’t matter They just didn’t care No matter how hard I tried to show them that I was a normal girl whose family just happened to own a funeral home they kept picking on me After my speech I’d made Dad come to career day to talk about what it was like to be a funeral director and how important a job it was After all eventually everyone needs one I’d thought that would make things better But no it got even worse Way worse Now everyone at school thinks my whole family is weird and obsessed with death When you go to a small private school like I do everyone knows everything about you even the kids in different grades I’d asked my parents to transfer me from Beit Sefer to a public school with a ton of kids who don’t know me But they said I should try to stick it out for eighth grade After that if I was still unhappy we could talk about my going to a public high school Until then I was stuck with being known as Chatty Corpse Girl Morticia Evil and whatever other humiliating humiliating names they could come up with What’d you buy Goth Girl Sasha asked as she and Miri shifted to block my way completely She reached for the bag in my hands Black eyeliner I pulled the bag away before she could get it This is a stationery store I said They don’t sell eyeliner And it wasn’t like I even wore makeup Duh 9 SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS