Heather [Stonathan]

10.

[Jonathan's POV]

my mother had found out what happened, crying as she hugged my father, Hopper.

I went to his funeral, everyone was there.

The priest started to speak.
"William Byers, a best friend, a boyfriend, and a son. He realized that not everyone was perfect, that everyone was unique in
their own ways. He was brave, loyal, caring, kind and most of all, heroic. He liked the game D&D, and preferred himself as Will the Wise."
some of us chuckled, including the 'Party'.
"May God protect him up in heaven, he will be remembered in our hearts."

We said our prayers, everyone had left, other than my mom, hopper, and Jane.
They all sat in the car waiting for me.

I stayed next to his grave, laying my head on it as I cried silently, whispering.

"I love you little brother, and I hope you're alright."
I stood up slowly, patting the stone and walking out as I placed the flower.

I waved goodbye to him, going into the car, watching the window.

(This is very short because it's 12 am, and I've been really busy. I'm going to highschool and I'm sorry it has taken awhile.)