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Chris

Chris Kendall was very good at acting and entertaining everyone. He always makes me happy when I'm feeling blue. But sometimes your own heros need a hero of their own and they dont always get the help they need.

Chris passed away last week. We lived together and our bond was the strongest thing ever. We werent together in a relationship but we loved each other like siblings.

He commited suicide because his career wasnt doing too well. I tried to reassure him that he had many fans out there that loved his creations but he never listened.

So now I'm not over it yet and I'm still crying myself to sleep at night because the room next to mine is empty. His family came and took his stuff. Probably to sell. Its fucking bullshit.

The funeral is tomorrow. His friends and family will be there. Honestly i dont want anyone to be there. Im selfish, i know. But our friendship was like no other and im afraid that i wont get another like it.

When i fell asleep, i had a dream about him again. He was standing in a doorway, a huge light behind him. He reached out to me and i walked forwards. The closer i got, the more the door closed. When it shut all the way, i tried breaking down the door. Behind the door was only a piece of paper but i couldnt read it because its a dream.

I woke up. I ate an apple and some green tea. My phone was flooded with nice and caring comments from chris' fans. I collabed with him a lot so they new me well.

A few hours later i was in my car. I hadnt left yet. Imstead i sat staring at my steering wheel. Why did he do this? He new i could support us both. Even if i couldnt, we wouldve found a way.

My tears flooded my eyes and i started sobbing. A few minutes went by of me hitting my steering wheel and crying out for him to come back. Its a good thing i dobt wear makeup because itd be everywhere.

I calmed down and drove to the place the funeral was being held at. All sorts of people were here but i was on pilot mode for most of it. By the end i had managed to not cry. The service had ended and we were going home.

On the pavement someone called out my name.

"Aubrey!" The person said.

I turn around to see Dan Howell. Ive never met him in person before but i know that he was a good friend of chris.

"Yes?" I asked as he smiles slightly.

"Im really sorry. I know that you were very close. But i wanted to let you know that you can come over whenever you like. In fact, phil, my flatmate, wanted me to ask if youd want to come over now"

Maybe this would be good for me. I could get my mind off of things for a while and who knows? Maybe this will be the next big friendship. Chris would want me to move on anyways.

"Yeah sure thatd be great. Let me get my phone so i can give you my number" i give him my number and he types it into his "just text me the address and ill be there soon"

We smile and i walk back to my car. Its only now that i rwlaize that even though this could be the next friendship, theres also a huge chance that i could lose someone again.

Please let this be just a good thing.