almost 2 months ago I got a call at around 2 or 3 a.m. and i didn’t answer it. But a few hours later my mom texts me and says my uncle has been murdered, shot from behind straight through the head, died instantly.
I hardly knew him but I felt different. I can’t explain it. Sad…maybe. But all my aunts and uncles who were family to him, they were beyond sad. Mourning. My culture takes funerals differently. 3 days of a type of funeral, 3 days I saw his body and only once did I cry. I thought to myself do I not have empathy? […]