I woke in the morning, it was cold, I turned around to see Matt, his eyes were shut.
"Matty" I said lightly pressing him to wake up but he wouldn't. His skin was ice cold and he want breathing.
"Matty" I called again but no response,
"Matt" I said grabbing his arm, but nothing.
"Matt" I screamed and shook him. I gave up then, he was gone and so was my hope. All my tears fell down my face in sadness?
"Please don't leave me" I asked. "Come back to me" I asked but nothing happened. "Don't go" I begged but it stayed silence. There was no reason to keeping asking, but I felt as if I had to.
I guess I woke up some people because a nurse came in. She placed her arm around me, trying to calm me down.
It was over all over. Not just for him, but for me.
1 WEEK LATER
I stood at the wooden podium and was told to talk. I was suppose to speak about him, I tried to find my words to speak, but they had disappeared. I looked down at my speech and started to speak.
"What kind of words could I ever some up to meet Matthew's personality. He was smart funny..." I stopped for a moment I couldnt do this, not this way. The crowd stared at me with saddened eyes. I grabbed my letter and crumbled it throwing it behind me.
I walked to the center "Matty was not just a son, a brother, a friend, a worker, he was a believer, a lover, he most importantly a live-r" I said and looked at the crowd.
"I was the very first person to be with Matt and the very last person, from birth to death. No one new me better than Matt and no one knew Matt better than me. Even though he is gone I'm not worried, he's still right here with me. He's a part of me and I'm proud to say that."I paused and looked to my mom she had tears in her eyes and than I looked to my dad and he's was smiling and nodding in my direction.
"When i was a child and a teen my family moved a lot, I found it an opportunity to change my image. Like new hair, new friends, new attitude, new personality, new clothes, new eyes, new everything. Family members would offended go 'and you are' to me. But Matt found it to be an opportunity to stamp his life on each place we went to. Last night Matt had me promise him something, people call it a dying wish, those are usually private but today in going to tell you. He asked me 'Wherever you go, whoever your with, whatever you do be yourself'.
I now challenge you to do this task he has ask of me." I said and moved down the steps./
"Thank you to listening" I said and slipped into my seat.
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FanfictionBristol Avens has had a complicated life, she moves from place to place with her family. She likes the idea of starting fresh, not wanting the past to catch up with her she changes everything about her once she gets in the car to bring her to her n...