Letters From An Angel

Gwen's POV

I felt a tear roll down my face, onto my cheek and to my jaw. I closed my eyes and I could see her. I opened my eyes and saw Emmie next to me. I remember when me and Emily used to be good friends but then she started hanging out with people I didn't like and our friendship failed. She goes by Emily now but I will always now her as Emmie. We really are only friends of friends now. I looked over at her and her eyes were red and brimming with tears. That surprised me. one thing I know about her is that she doesn't cry in public, only at home and she has stayed true to that for the seven years i have known her. Emmie was wearing a long black skirt and a black lacy shirt. Her chocolate brown hair was curled around her face matching her grassy eyes. Her hair was typically spiky and short and her eyes were typically lined with black makeup. Not today. Levi noticed that I was crying and put his arm around me and I shrunk under him. This past year he has grown so much. His long brown hair was flipped to the side and his green/gray eyes were glowing with water and some tears were on the freckles her had under his eyes and on his nose. I looked around. Tony, Ava, Mark, Adam, Carmen, Benny, Charlie, Scott, Jack, Rebecca, Jasmine, Grace, girls from dance class, teachers, Facebook friends, kids from school that I barely knew were all there, dressed in black and almost crying. The coffin had red roses on it. White, I thought, she would have wanted white roses. I started crying more because I could hear Sophie's voice saying, "What is this? Why are you people crying? I'm okay..." But the thing was that she was wrong. She wasn't okay. She was going to be put under the ground forever, in a box. She would have hated that, too. She is claustrophobic. Or was.

Through the rest of the ceremony I closed my eyes, but the tears still came out anyway. Levi led me back to the reception where they had food. Now Sophie would have loved that. I could almost see her slyly creep over to the buffet and steal a cookie. I didn't want to eat. I walked straight into the bathroom at the church and looked at myself in the mirror. I wore limited makeup because I knew I was going to cry but now it just looked smeared and ruined. The white part of my carmel eyes was red and my carmel hair was braided down to the center of my back. I washed my face off when someone came into the bathroom. Maggie. Maggie just turned 16 and looked 19. Her black hair and bright almond eyes and small freckles on her slightly tan skin made her look nothing like Sophie's sister. She ran up to me and hugged me and cried. Since I only had a younger brother she was like an older sister to me, too.

"I cant...She cant." I said over and over again.

"I know," Maggie said and I felt tears in my hair. "I know."

Maggie led me back out of the bathroom to where everyone else was sitting at foldable tables and chairs with little food. I heard the patter of the rain on the windows of the church. I slowly walked over to where Tony, Levi, Adam, Scott, Jack, Mark, Charlie, Benny, Ava, Emmie, Rebecca, Grace, and Jasmine were sitting. All silent. That was a first. I sat down at the only empty seat next to Levi. Adam let out a huge sigh.

"I can't believe this." Adam said.

"Better believe it." Levi said.

"I just never imagined," Ava said. "Her gone. She was only 13."

"What are we going to do now?" I asked.

"Move on." Emmie said. "She's gone. Just face it. We will never see her again, never, like, talk to her again, she won't be here for us, we wont see her in the hallways, she won't laugh. She is dead." She finished a little angry.

"Emmie..." Rebecca started.

"Don't," I said and slumped back in my chair.

After a minute of silence, Tony got up and walked out of the room. But he walked outside to where it was raining. After a minute of waiting I got up and followed him.