chapter 4

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Today is the most depressing day of my life. My parents funeral. It is a closed casket funeral. There are loads of people. It is not fair. There are people there that I have never seen in my life. People should really contain their children. Especially when it's the second worst day of my life and they run up to me to ask me for an autograph, just because I have tons of followers and subscribers.

It has gotten to the point where I have gone up to their parents and yelled at them.

" Hi, excuse me is that your child over there?" I asked them.

" Which one?" they say back.

" Any one of them."

" Yes. Tommy get over here." they would say.

" LEARN TO CONTAIN YOUR KIDS!!!!! THEY COME HERE TO RUN UP TO ME AND GET MY AUTOGRAPH!!! THAT IS ABSOLUTE B.S! MY PARENTS ARE DEAD AND THAT IS ALL YOUR CHILD CARES ABOUT! WELL IF THAT'S THE CASE THEN I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL YOU GO TO HELL!!!!!" I yell at them.

" Tommy is that the only reason you wanted to come?" they ask their child. Their child normally shakes their heads yes. " Oh my gosh. I am so sorry. I thought he wanted to come to say prayers for you."

" It's fine, just learn to contain them."

That is the first time I ever snapped at a fan, and the only time I think I ever will. I felt really bad. But their parents deserved it. It's not my fault, I became famous all of a sudden. I go over to my parents casket. I rubbed the casket as if to say goodbye and start to cry. I just want to be with you. Come back to life please. I need you. It's all my fault you are dead. I am sorry. I should have told you about that guy. I'm so stupid. It is not fair. It should've been me, not you. You were innocent, and I was guilty. I will never forgive myself for this.

All of a sudden I feel something like a hug, but there is no one around me. So I embrace it and welcome it. I feel warm. It is as if mom and dad are hugging me telling me that they forgive me. No you can't forgive me. You are dead because of my stupid actions.

It's time for the eulogy. I am supposed to give it. But I have no clue if I will be able to.

" We are all gathered here in memory of my mom, Isabella and dad, Peter," I start. " These are two people no one shall ever forget. Two of the most important people of all time. Sure they may have been rich, but why would you like someone because they are rich. It's not fair that they had to go out the way they did." I am starting to cry. " I am sorry, I can't continue. If I could get someone to finish reading this, that would be great."

I find that there are a lot of volunteers. But the one I choose I have known since I was little. It is my best friend Jayda.

Jayda finishes as I am sitting next to their caskets hugging my parents casket, telling them I love them. That I love them both. It's not fair that it happened to you two. You were so nice to everyone.

Once again I feel the hug. I feel like they are with me. I turn around and see my parents.

" Honey it's ok. We know you didn't mean for this to happen," says my father.

" Just promise us you will stay safe. We are watching over you always. Never feel alone. We will be with you in your heart." my mother tells me, in the soft tone of voice.

" I promise mom and dad. I just want to be with you. I feel so alone. I feel so empty inside. All I know is that we will be reunited someday. And I can't wait for that day to come. I promise to stay safe and do everything I am told." I whisper to them so no one in the crowd looks at me like I'm retarded.

" Goodbye honey. We forgive you," they both say in unison.

And with that, they disappear in the light. I start crying really hard. But all of a sudden I feel warm inside. Like they are here with me. And that puts a smile on my face. Before the ceremony ends with them walking the caskets out, I kiss them goodbye one more time. The caskets are walked out. I go watch the people who are burying my parents to make sure they don't do anything to destroy their peaceful bodies.

Everything is done right. No way of having their bodies disturbed. Then I walk over to Officer Planter and her husband. We go back to their house.

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