Cemetery Drive

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She tried.

That's all I can say.

She fought the injuries, but she didn't make it. I didn't want to give up and neither did she but here we are.

Here we are at her funeral. There is black and red. You know, those were the colors on her favorite album. Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge. Speaking of revenge, the kids that hit her were arrested for manslaughter.

"Now we will have one of Y/n's friends speak." 


I walk up to the podium, the speech in my hands quivering.

"Y/n..." her name catches in my throat. "Y/n didn't deserve to die like that.  Brutally. She didn't deserve to die. She was a wonderful girl and I- I loved her. Love her. She may be no longer with us but I love her with all my heart."

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