Life of me.

Chapter 8.

A/N: I almost didn't write today honestly xD I was really tired. But a lot of new people are reading, so i'm gonna give them a good chapter to end with. Thank you ALL for your support. <3

I'm getting so annoyed with everyone around me asking me if i'm okay. Do I look okay? Yeah. Then quit asking. I'm not acting sad or anything, I don't really feel sad to be honest... I feel like someone is playing a really mean joke on me and everything will go back to normal. But, that won't happen any time soon. I guess I just need to accept the fact he's gone.

Forever.

*Day of the funeral*

"Kelsey you look beautiful." "Kelsey i'm so sorry." "Kelsey I love you."

Just put on a fake smile and say thanks, I guess that's really all you can do.

I wondered downstairs with my cousin to find something to do until the funeral started. We messed with coffe pots, and looked at bibles. I just wanted this to be over.

200 people showed up and anxeity set in.

"We're here to welcome you to the ceremony of death of Brian Walker. His family is having him cremated so they put together a picture poster with pictures of him from birth to death. would anyone like to say any words?"

"Brian was an amazing man or wisdom and strength." "He was always kind." "He had a big heart." "All his qualities show in his daughters."

This was most of what I heard for about 2 hours.. Looking aroung I saw pictures of me everywhere. I had so many with my dad it was crazy, like I could look at each photo and remember every detail that happened before and after it was taken.

"Ehem. Hi... you all know me, I'm Kelsey. I'm 10 years old and i'm here to tell you about my dad. Most of you know him as the nice, friendly man who was sometimes so sick to move, but would still help you push your car out of the snow while wearing no shoes. That's what most of you knew him as, a man of many colors. But to me... He was much more than that. Every kid says they have the best dad in the world? I honestly hate to have to doubt them. My dad was amazing, he was active with us and helped us with what ever he could. He was a devoted man of god, and he really loved us. You all know it too, I know there isn't much I can add on to that, besides this. My daddy loves me very much and I know that for a fact, I know that he can hear me right now and I really just want him to hear me tell him I love you. I said it over and over again at the hospital and I knew he couldn't hear me, but now. I know he can. - As I looked up from the podium where I was at, I saw him again. Standing at the back of the room, but this time.. he wasn't wearing glasses or a leg brace. He was perfect. Not sick, not hurting. He was jumping around, dancing and doing flips. I was watching how happy and okay he was and then started to cry- I love you dad. I know you can hear me, and I want you to hear it loud. You're my angel, my light to guide me on my way. I'm young, and can't live with out you, so as long as you promise me you'll never leave me, I know I will be okay."

Then with that, I looked up again to see him standing right in front of me, and it looks like I was the only one who could see it, but he was there and he wispered to me.

"Kelsey baby i'm so proud of what you've done, i'm strong and healty now. I love you so much. Please keep your head up, and I promise munchkin, I may be leaving your daily life, but I will never leave your heart."

"Thank you all for coming."

END. ;)

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