Today was the day of my funeral. It's been a week since I've died and now I get to watch my loved ones cry over my dead body.
I watched as everyone congregated in the church that the service was being held in. Everyone sat in the pews, staring at my body that was displayed at the front of the church. Now my family is definitely not the religious kind. However, there aren't very many places to hold a funeral. My mom didn't want to hold the service outside, just in case it started to rain. The church was the only option.
I look around at all my friends and family. All the people I was close with sat on the right side of the church and everyone else sat on the left. Sitting in the front pew was mom, Kevin, Jordan, Dex, and Steven. I noticed James wasn't there. The only two people who were crying in the front row were Kevin and my mom. Kevin was handling my death the worst out of everyone.
He was always reading my journal, and looking at videos and pictures we had taken together. I mean, it's understandable. We'd been best friends since preschool, we had known each other basically our whole lives. I, the person who truly understood him, the person who was always by his side and always helped him when he needed me; was gone.
As the minister began to speak and everyone grew quiet, I notice my father sneaking in, sitting at the very back of the right side pews.
The minister talked about how tragic it was that I took my life at such a young age. I would've been a legal adult as of next month.
Dex looked down at his feet when he said this. Dexter was planning on taking me back to England with him when I had turned eighteen so he could take me drinking.
After saying a few more things about my tragedy, he transitioned over to my mom, who slowly made her way to the podium. Clearing her throat, she began to speak;
"My daughter was not happy in her life after Aleks died. She tried very hard to be, but she just couldn't do it. Alice believed this was the only way out, the only way to see Aleks again and be truly happy."
"I am not mad at her. I'm mad at myself more than anything. I could've tried harder, could've listened more! But I didn't. I will miss her every single day for the rest of my life. I love Alice more than anything else in this world. And I am so sorry she had to go out this way."
Mom sits back down in her original seat without another word. I'm so proud of how strong she is, for going up there and saying what she did. I couldn't even speak at Aleks' funeral.
The next person up was Kevin and you could tell it was hard for him. He could barely get any words out as he struggled to talk.
"She was such a beautiful person," he began, "She got so much shit during her life. It seemed Alice always got the worse end of things. But she always stayed strong, never letting anything get to her." His tears began to muddle his words, deeming him unable to continue.
Dex helped Kevin down and began to speak next.
"Alice was the very first friend I made when I came to America. I walked into the classroom that morning and everyone immediately began staring at me. Class wasn't starting for another ten minutes and the teacher wasn't in the room. I'm not afraid to admit that I was scared. Usually I don't let things get to me, but this was a new country and things worked differently. Next thing I know, a short girl comes up to me and says," he pauses for a moment and starts talking in a high-pitched voice,
"Hi, I'm Alice! Want to sit at my table?" He goes back to his normal voice, "And I did. We instantly became friends. Alice is the kind of person who will never stop you from doing what you love. She was a genuinely good person. I love her with all my heart and I definitely will miss her all of my life. She is the friend I will tell my children and grandchildren about. I will make it my mission to ensure that everyone knows how much of an amazing person she was and still is. Alice Hydee Thompson will never be forgotten."
Everyone in the room was crying, including Aleks and I. It made me regret ending it a little. I never realized how I had affected some of my friends lives.
Steven was up next. He talked about how he can't get over the fact that I died mad at him and how I made his life better.
Jordan was the last to speak but as soon as he walked up to the podium, he immediately shakes his head. He can't do it. It hurts too much. I wasn't mad at this because I completely understood.
"Were you mad at me when I couldn't speak at your funeral?" I asked Aleks as everyone was making their way to the cemetery for my burial.
"Only a little at first. The next day, I understood why you couldn't. I was kind of glad you didn't, though. Our story can remain between the two of us." He smiled. I placed a kiss on his cheek and we joined everyone at the cemetery.
Everybody stood around a giant hole in the ground as my coffin was slowly lowered into the dirt. Mr. and Mrs. Marchant allowed my body to be buried next to Aleks. This made me happy. Everyone begins throwing dirt when James shows up. He stares at the coffin for a brief moment before tossing in a handful of dirt.
I decided it's time to stop watching. Aleks and I head back to our new home.
"Is this what it was like with you?" I asked him once we arrived at the house. He opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by a knock on the front door.
We both froze in place, staring wide-eyed at each other.
"Aleks... Don't you have to be dead to be here?" My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.
"Yes." He gulped.
We both slowly creeped downstairs, expecting the worse. There was another knock. I hesitantly opened the door and gasped at who I saw standing in front of me.
"Kevin?"
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