The priest just closed his book and asked anybody if they wanted to say a thing about lily I was the first person to raise my hand I got out from my seat and walked toward the microphone by the body of lily with flowers laid apron her head.I could barley talk because I was crying to hard.I looked at everyone crying with sorrow and sadness.I spoke into the microphone with these words Lily was my bestfriend we talked togather laughed togather and shared memories togather.We went though our doubts our fears and our nightmares.We never fought or been mad at each other.We always would sit in my room talking about our secrets and crushes.I don't know why god had to take her away or even take her from me he knew I loved her but god takes the best.After those words I ran to her body and hugged her and was asking why why why? Then my mother and father came and brought me back to the seats.I was drowning in tears in sadness of why why the word was why?
