Well it was the day of sadness and loss the day of the funeral. Everyone he and I knew went to the funeral when I say everyone I mean everyone we all knew. When I got there no one was there except for me, the funeral home people and Peter, I walked over to his casket and asked for them to give me a minute to say my final goodbyes before everyone else got there. I open the casket and see all of the makeup on him for covering up the bullet mark. When I saw him dead I knew, I knew that he was gone forever and gone.
2 hours later
The last person came in and sat down and my uncle John started in a word of prayer to thank everyone for coming and talked about Peter dying and going to heaven, and how Peter is in a better place. After that he said a few words about Peter because all of the family members and close friends wanted or could say some things about Peter. After my uncle went Laura and she talked about how her and Peter were engaged and how she was pregnant with Peters child. Then my mom and dad went up together to say some things and my dad pulled the short and sweet thing. My mom on the other hand pulled the I want my son back so much and how peters child might look like him, oh gosh help me 😲.
Last but not least it was my turn, so i started to walk up slowly and crying very lightly and said thank you all for coming to my brother peters ( I didn't want to say funeral so I said gathering without him ) gathering but without him. Anyway Peter was more than a brother he was my dad, best friend, teacher and most important my role model. Peter was the person a sister would want if she snuck out of the house and he picked up the phone instead of your parents. Peter was someone who would die for a fly or for time with his family. He would work around his schedule just for me and his friends and family all because he wanted time with us, and I thought that was kinda stupid but now that he is gone I regret all that I thought because now I wish that I would've spent more time with him and didn't pretend to not love him even though I did. All we know is that Peter got shot and I will find out who did this to him I they will face the consequences for what they have done to Peter!😡
The next day
I wake up and see that all of our guests have left. I ask my mom where did everyone go? She said that they went out to breakfast. Because me and you weren't up yet w couldn't go, so they let us sleep in. But they said they would bring us back something from Spring City. Oh, ok, I'll be in my room ok? Tell me if you need anything hun, ok I say. I walk into my room, I have nothing to do. So I start organizing my dresser. When I open the middle drawer I see a note. ITS from Peter!! I open it, and I see a note that says " Dear Brittany, if I die young I need you to take care of
