Christian's POV:
The next day, I saw a machine lower Riley into the ground beneath. That was one thing I was hoping never to see. A priest said a few things about Riley, then called me up to say a few things about her. I went up there and started talking.
"Hey, I'm Christian." I looked around to see a bunch or crying and sad faces. I tried to ignore it. "Riley and I were, you could say pretty close. We traveled around the world together. She loved to talk about Brian, and when she would meet him again. Well, the day she passed, she met Brian again. And now she is happy, not just because she's with Brian, but because she's with God. God is taking good care of her now. I promise:
"Riley was a great friend. A great cousin, sister... What're she was to you. But just remember, she is happy now. And she will always will love you. Someday, you all will set up with Riley, and you too will be happy. When I meet Riley again, I will hold her tight and never let go. I loved Riley, like a family member. She was family. To all of us. And when we meet with her again, never let go. And always remember, she's always right here," I said putting my hand on my chest. "Your heart. And she'll never leave." I then left the mic and sat down, watching my best friend get lowered slowly in the ground beneath.
I left when everyone else did, but I came back later that day. I sat on the ground. The grass that Riley's parents planted was slowly growing. I kneeled down next to Riley's grave stone. It was next to Brian's, with the same kind of stone; a rock. The name was imprinted in the same way, too. Riley and Brian were met to be best friends. And I'm glad they were. I'm glad I was Riley's best friend. I'm glad God made us all best friends, although, I wish I had met Brian sooner. But I'm glad I met Riley. She was a great friends. She was smart, funny, cute, and all the things you were looking for in a friend. I was going to miss Riley, but I knew she was always with me in my heart. I knew she would never leave as always stay; she loved me. I loved her. And it's hard most of the time to let the ones you love the most go. But I know I'll see Riley someday. That day could be any day. It could even be tomorrow. It could be the day after tomorrow. It could be any tomorrow. Tomorrow could be a long time from now; who knows. But one tomorrow will be my day. Everyone has a tomorrow. They just don't know when it is. When is my tomorrow? I don't know, but I'll find out when I get there.
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Letters To Bri
AventuraAfter Christian left my room, I sat up in my bed. I looked at the ceiling, as if it were the sky. I looked to my very right, and there on my dresser, sat the very last letter I would ever right. Yet, I didn't know that. I went to bed, afterward. I h...
