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It made her choke to hear the professor's words. He gave his words to a class of adults but not a single subject such as this made her feel more like a child. A child taught how to look at death, "See, it is in human nature that we do not address death," The was a clicking sound as he switched the power point to a picture of a body being embalmed. His words were being thrown into the student's faces. Brash, uninviting words for opening the eyes of an eager mind to a hellish world, "We seek to preserve bodies that no longer feel in hopes that if the body stays whole then the soul will come back," Another click; a coffin this time, "We give each body a room, and a marker. So should the soul decide to come back it knows its name," Click, a busy office, and with such a drastic change of scenery the classroom shifted as a whole, "As humans we do not cope with death. We simply smother it with work, routines...what we call life until it is no longer recognizable."

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It made her choke to hear the professor's words. He gave his words to a class of adults but not a single subject such as this made her feel more like a child. A child taught how to look at death, "See, it is in human nature that we do not address death," The was a clicking sound as he switched the power point to a picture of a body being embalmed. His words were being thrown into the student's faces. Brash, uninviting words for opening the eyes of an eager mind to a hellish world, "We seek to preserve bodies that no longer feel in hopes that if the body stays whole then the soul will come back," Another click; a coffin this time, "We give each body a room, and a marker. So should the soul decide to come back it knows its name," Click, a busy office, and with such a drastic change of scenery the classroom shifted as a whole, "As humans we do not cope with death. We simply smother it with work, routines...what we call life until it is no longer recognizable."