73 Memories

The Seventy-Third Memory

You, me, Emlyn, and Laura were all sitting in our bed, squished together and watching G- Rated Movies. Most of them were horribly cheesy, but that's what made the awesome. Emlyn threw a fit and made us watch a normal movie, but as soon as that finished we let Laura choose the next movie knowing she shared our taste. Eventually, the two of them left, and I asked Emlyn if she'd let Laura spend the night.

Because I knew.

When they were gone, I laid down and pretended to sleep until I heard you start to snore. I waited a few more minutes after that and then I made myself sit up, using the little strength I had to get comfortable and then fumbled around for a journal. Finally, I found it, and I wrote down the contents of the day that was so important to me that I wanted you to remember when I died.

It took me awhile, my hand muscles stiff and the room dark, but I finally got the gist of it down, not able to make it as detailed as the pages before because it was harder to move now than it had been even the day before.

I smiled, thinking of every little word I'd written. Because that was one thing I had still- my memory.

Look. I want you to know right now that you are the only reason I even made it this far in life. I want to thank you for that. You are also what made me believe in love. I could say so much more about you, but you've heard it all. I've told it all. Give Emlyn a room here, and another one for her office. Make sure Laura knows that I love her so much, and if she ever doubts it I want you to show her this page. Tell your family that I love them, and I'm so grateful that they took me in as their own. That loved me even though I was damaged goods.

Let Emlyn know that even though she's stubborn, you still love her. Just make sure she knows you love me more. Make sure she knows I loved her like she was my sister, and if she ever doubts that show her this page.

But the rest of this journal, I want you to keep to yourself. Read a random memory if you ever feel lonely, and know I'm probably watching you right then.

If you ever find another girl, I'm okay with it, as long as you still talk to me when you meet me in heaven. Don't ignore me if you find another one, because chances are me and the girl would make awesome friends when I would meet her.

And I have one more thing to say to you.

Rowan Alexander Parker- What's the pastability you'll remember me?