I died

i look around at the people in black crying.
They were surrounding a black coffin.
There was a preist reading the bible.
The rain falls heavily as if God himself was crying.
The angry, gray sky makes rumbling noises.
I can't help but wonder who died.
I move towards my mother who was holding a picture and crying.
I look at hte picture over her shoulders.
The girl looks like me. Exactly like me.
I move towards the coffin and relize that the girl is me.
I'm the dead one.
I died.