Funeral

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Nobody that I know would ever like going to a funeral. But everybody did it for Ryan and his family. I hadn't fully prepared myself to see all of his family and friends mourning. I cried through most of it and so did many other people.
Will was asked to give a eulogy, which was really hard to write for him. He walked up to the podium and started to talk.
"I'm Will Carter. I was Ryan's best friend." He started to break so he looked at me and I gave him a look of reassurance. "I met Ryan in day care and I have put up with him since then. We have had houses together, jobs together, school together, and life together. We could never get tired of eachother. We had the bond like siblings would have. We are both single children so we both needed someone to pick on but love at the same time. That is exactly what we did. I remember this one time when Ryan and I were at the cabin and we were having fun playing in the water and jumping off the dock until he pushed me in and I hit my head on the dock. I started crying, then Ryan started crying and he ran into the cabin to get his dad." Will looked at Ryan's dad who had obviously been crying but he chuckled a little bit to himself. Will smiled.
"Ryan was bawling so hard that he couldn't even tell his dad what happened. I was bleeding and it was pretty bad. I was really mad at Ryan and Ryan felt so bad. I thought that I would hate him forever. His dad cleaned me up and I started laughing. Ryan was still crying so I laughed at how he felt bad for me. Obviously we both got over it. I don't know what I will do with out my best friend. My brother."

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