On my aunts funeral I went up to the coffin with my brother and i touched her dead body, like stroking her hair because its the last time i'd see her again. My brother starts laughing and asks me why i was doing that and i didn't think it was a big deal and he was laughing hard and his laugh made me laugh and we both had to leave because we were laughing and I felt like a piece of shite afterwards. What are your stories?