Writing Eulogies

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(The picture of Gollum is for part of the story and it tells u when)

Finnick's POV

3 weeks. 21 days. 504 hours. 30240 minutes. 1814400 seconds. That's how long I have. That's how long I have to appreciate what I have. To love the people in my life and thank them for everything. My parents insist on me staying home from school and spending time with them. However, I want to go to school to be with my friends and see Annie.

"Sweetie," my mom says sitting next to me. "Please stay home with us. We're your parents. But look at you, you're all grown up. God, I can't remember the last time we spent the whole day together. Me, you, and your father. Can we please just do that again?" She has tears in her eyes and I pull her in for a hug. I can't help but feel responsible for her sadness.

"Don't you worry about me, Mom. I'm gonna be alright. I'll find a way. I'll be okay." I say. But that's not entirely true. A few minutes later, my father walks in. He sees us and leans against the doorway.

"Finnick," he says. I look at him. "If you die," he begins but I cut him off.

"When."

He sighs and nods. "When you die, we'll remember all these moments, and smile. Because when we think about you, we'll always be happy." He sits on the other side of me and hugs me. They're both crying now. I fight back the tears but then face the truth.

I don't want to die. I'm not ready. I'm scared.

"I'm scared," I whisper.

"That's okay, we are too," my mom whispers back.

So, the next day while all of my friends are at school, I stay home with my parents. To make them happy. We went to a movie together and then went out to eat. After that we came home and played board games and watch another movie, The Hobbit. I decided to text Peeta.

Me: Hey Peet

Peeta: yeah

Me: you're in the movie I'm watching

Peet: oh yeah what movie

Me: the hobbit

Peet: lies, let me see

I sent him a picture of Gollum(it's at the beginning of the chapter)

Peet: ...
I put my phone away and lay down on the couch to finish watching the movie, which I discovered, has more parts.

"Lest watch the next one," I shout. My parents look at me like I'm crazy but they hand me the next two movies. I can't wait to watch.

I watch the next one, which ends at about 3:00 a.m. And then I watch the third one. This one got to me.

SOILER ALERT... IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE HOBBIT OR HAVENT FINISHED IT, DO NO READ. I REPEAT. DO. NOT. READ. THIS.

When I get to the part where Thorin Oakenshield dies, I have tears in my eyes. That's me. Well, not him, but kind of. He came on a long journey with lots of ups and downs and adventures with his friends. They may have been scary at times, dangerous, and fun. But then the war comes, like my cancer, and begins to take over everything. At the end, Thorin is dead, like I will be, but the other dwarves, my friends, are still okay (except for Fili and Kili). Maybe that's how it will play out. They'll all be okay. God, I sure hope so.

I walk up to my room and go to sleep right away.

When I wake up the next morning, it's only 9:00 a.m. and my parents are downstairs making pancakes.

"Yummy," I say walking into the kitchen. They both smile and my mom kisses my forehead.

We eat and then go to my doctors appointment. I'll save you the goring details about it and just tell you, I have about three weeks to live, same as what the doctor said to my parents yesterday. The cancer is really quick spreading. I think it's pancreatic or something. I don't really listen to doctors, it brings me down.

When we get home, my parents sit me down.

"Do you want to help... Plan you're funeral. You'll need speakers," my dad says. I nod. Then, I run upstairs. I call Peeta and Katniss and Annie over. After about 20 mi Utes, they're all here so we go to my room. I sit on my bed with Annie and Peeta sits on the chair with Katniss right beside him.

"So," I begin. But I guess I've said too much because Annie starts shaking her head and crying. I hug her and she cries into my chest.

"So, I'm gonna need some speakers at my funeral. Would you guys be willing?"
Katniss and Peeta nod and Annie doesn't say anything.

"What do you say Ann?"

She looks up at me and nods. I kiss her and then she goes to the bathroom to clean up her face which would look pretty no matter what. They go home a few minutes later and I go to sleep since I didn't get much last night.

Peeta's POV

I begin writing my eulogy right when I get home. I've had an idea about what I would write already.

If you ask the people around you why we're all here, they'll probably all give you the same answer: because Finnick died. But that's not why I'm here, let alone, any of you guys. We're here because he lived. Because he lived a wonderful life and was a wonderful person who did wonderful things.

Finnick and I knew each other from the day we were born. We lived next door until middle school but that didn't stop us from having fun. He was always the life of the party.

Finnick is my best friend and my best friend he will forever be. He taught me many things about life that I didn't know. He had a free soul that did what it wanted to do. What will I miss the most about him? Everything. When he would always pull pranks on me or shoot me with nerd guns when I walked into the house. Or perhaps, how he was the first one I always called when I had good news. Or maybe, that he was just the perfect friend.

I may be sad right now, but I'm very grateful. It was truly an honor knowing him.

I see drops of water fall on the paper as I start crying. I fold it up and put it in an envelope and put that in my dresser. And as I go to bed, I think about what Finnick must be thinking, and that this is probably 10 times harder for him.

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