The funeral home. About a hundred people dressed in all black. Some sitting, some standing. But all, not paying attention. The younger viewers, texting. Adults stepping outside to make phone calls about the following dinner or to have a smoke. Even the old, gray haired man that is delivering the eulogy couldn't care less. He makes mistakes in pronouncing his words but after looking up to see the crowd isn't paying attention, he simply shrugs it off and continues with his half ass speech about a man he doesn't know. Even the flowers seem wilted already. Tired, exhausted with dealing with the people that surround them.
A small child is sitting in the front row, no more than five years old. His attention is completely captured by the flowers beginning to move. A thump at the casket and then followed by a thud. The child's eyes grow bigger with every passing second and with every sound that the casket emits. The kid starts to tug on his mom's dress in order to possibly grab her attention but she firmly tells him to stop and to shut up. By this time the kid is on the edge of his seat because the sounds are becoming more and more abundant.
The top of the casket pops up. The kid is borderline tripping out. He just can’t even believe what he is seeing. A hand emerges from the casket and grabs the side of the wooden box in order to pull the lingering body from the incasing. A head rises up. The face of the body...of the man, is glowing with life. The kid looks on in amazement from his front row seat. His bottom jaw on the floor because the man is actually jumping out of the casket.
The kid looks around to find that no one has noticed what is actually happening and he quickly jumps up onto his seat and starts yelling, "Look! Look Everyone! Dad is Alive!!!"
The service stops and the child's mom sits him down. Everyone is now looking at the kid. They don’t understand why he is yelling much less saying such a thing.
He looks back up to see his dad standing there, smiling, like he always did. The kid closes his eyes and opens them again to find that his dad had disappeared. His head slowly sinks, his smile transforms into a frown, and his eyes gloss over. He looks straight ahead and is silent for the rest of the funeral. All he can think about is that...everyone dies....but not my dad.
