Traditional.

It wasn't long until i knew i had to bury her. I hoped that she could, somehow, be in peace; be able to rest for once and for all. We did it the traditional way; gravestone, coffin, and all that jazz.the nights were slow from then on; I was lonely. I didn't want anyone to be with me, though, i wanted Hally; my Hally.

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