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I hate funerals, but I'm going to another one tomorrow. My best friends grandfather was struck and killed by a truck while walking back from his mailbox this week and the funeral is tomorrow afternoon. Due to when it is and when I have to work, I don't think it'll even be worth it for me to go to work late. But she's been my best friend since we were 6 or 7 years old and I'm not going to miss being there to support her. She was there for me last summer when my grandmother passed.