I Held My Funeral; None Believed Till I Died

Synopsis

I was known among my friends as the ultimate drama queen. So, when I announced in the group chat that I was going to host a "living funeral" for myself, the replies were all over the place, but they all shared one common sentiment: "Here we go again." My best friend Susan: [Honey, you crazy?] Close buddy Sam: [Busy working; don't tag me; gotta hit my targets by the end of the month.] Bro Ryan: [Awesome. What's the theme? Should I bring my own beer, chips, and bottled water?] No one took me seriously. After all, I was just that person who was always up to something, always coming up with new ideas. But this time, I was dead serious. The doctors said I only had weeks left to live.