Dragged

I'm rarely, if ever, dragged to church. To drama programs, doctors appointments, dad's place, maybe to somewhere fun but rarely to church. The 1 time I was dragged there was because I'd lost my grandfather and my mom said I needed to go to church. Honestly all I'd wanted to do was stay at home and cry for 2 days until I had class that Tuesday. I managed to have a brave face until the end of sacrament meeting where I revealed the passing of my grandfather. I was asked if I needed anything. I'm like no. Everyone was so sweet. I got to stay for break the fast. I left and dropped everyone for 5 weeks.