Richard

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I got on my computer and read the thing from our manager. How I was tied up by a medic. I knew that isnt what happened. I then looked at the letter.

Richard,
Nothing is your fault. Please stop hurting and feeling guilty. I chose to save people. I will always be with you in someway. Please remember that. I just want to see you happy again.
Paul🙂

I then looked at the phone and realized it had pictures of me and Paul. It was his phone. I then realized he was the medic. He was gone. I sat down and cried. I then realized Till came into the room.

"Richard, are you ok?"

"No, he is gone isn't he."

"I am sorry Richard."

"I want to play a song at the funeral."

"Of course you can."

I was healed and so was Alexx. I had Paul's guitar and it was my turn. I started to play. I played the song Hurt by Nine Inch Nails. When I got to the course I started to cry. I kept going. I happened to notice someone in the back in a black, neon green, and white poncho. They were wearing a sombrero. That was a little out of place in Berlin. Ok, It was really out of place in Berlin. I then noticed someone in a bright orange Poncho. Then a bright pink one. Then I noticed a few more. I was confused it looked like a Mexican funeral instead of a German one.

I went up to the coffin. "Bye buddy."

I then noticed it was Till, Jaxx, Alexx, Pix, and Paul's family in the ponchos. We then went to the wake. I was so sad.

I went to the bar and drank. I then saw the one who was at the funeral. The one that was in the bright green, black, and white poncho. They must have been sad too. I then didn't think more about it and decided to drink my pain away.

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