Hi! My Name's...

Hi! My Name's Kyle! Part 2

I watch as everybody passes by the coffin but I don't look at them. I just look at my lifeless body in the coffin and see arms and legs as they pass. Small tears run down my face as I remember what I once told Rosita.

I had told her and Isaiah that I wanted to die before I got old. Back then I didn't know that I actually would. Hell I didn't know I was gonna die before I got out of high school.

The lid to the coffin was closed as I pull myself out of my thoughts. I know where we're headed to next, the cemetery to actually bury me. That sounds worse than it really is.

We finally get to the cemetery and I see somebody run to Ethan with two people behind them. I walk to Ethan with the people. There's five people in all. Skylar, Austin, Randall, Chelsea, and the girl that sat next to her at the funeral. Ethan's grave is adorned with now dead flowers of different colors and blue ribbons that our class mates left and one lone white bandana.

"Is that where I'm buried?" I hear Ethan ask.

"Yea, obviously." I say pointing to the sign with him on it.

"Oh sassy." He laughs.

"Is that what's gonna happen to us too?" Adam asks.

"No. Your family is going to have you cremated." Ethan answers.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"I heard them say so." He states.

"Hey at least we're together. We all know we'd be lost without each other right now." I say trying to lighten the mood.

"Yea. Dude we could have a dance party everyday!" Ethan exclaims.

"And prank the teachers at school!" Adam chimes in.

We laugh and high five then head over to the group of people gathered. Suddenly our carefree attitude was gone and replaced with a sad one. It was radiating from everyone so it was hard to stay happy. I walk over to the coffin and set my hand on it.

On the top of the coffin it has a plaque that says 'Kyle James Daniel Miller August 18, 1997 - Febuary 14, 2016'. This is where I realize that this is more than just death for me and Ethan and Adam.

This is where we have to move on. All we can do now is watch over the people we care about. This is basically where we become new people yet stay the same person at the same time. It's where we say goodbye to our old lifes and start new ones yet keep the old lifes close to our hearts.

Before I knew it they were lowering the casket into the hole. My hand slid off the wooden box as it is lowered. Ethan put his hand on my shoulder to let me know he was there for me. I turn around to meet his eyes. He sadly smiles as I walk away from the group of people.

Nobody has left yet. It's been about five minutes since the coffin was put in the ground and covered in dirt. I expected people to already have left but they stayed. The scouts are putting the flowers over small hill of dirt.

So this is officially my end. I've been buried and covered in dirt. My body is laying 6 feet under the dirt and will soon start decomposing. This is where I'm forced to start over in a way.

Every beginning starts with an introduction so hi! My name's Kyle! I'm 18 years old and I'm dead. I died in a car crash on February 14th, 2016 with two of best friends, Ethan and Adam. If you just so happen to see me somewhere say hi, I don't bite I swear.

The end of Kyle.