Bethany, I'm sorry. I've been a selfish idiot. But I miss you, so much. I know you'd want me to be happy, to celebrate the fact that you really lived, even if it was only for 13 years... But it's nearly impossible. Every time I'm in a good mood, I suddenly think "How can you be happy? Your best friend is gone. You'll never see her amazing smile or hear her laugh again. She's gone."
I hate it. I hate cancer.
I love you.
Recovering.
James | 14 | East London
Today was
my best friend's
funeral..
My school
was closed early today, because the teachers and a lot of the
pupils wanted to go.
Instead of wearing black, everyone wore purple or blue, because
they were her favourite colours.. And instead of crying and
standing in silence, we celebrated her life. Like she
wanted us to.
And I have to say, it was
amazing. ♥