As she walked up to the podium she couldn’t help but feel sick. This was a funeral. She was celebrating someone’s death. But not just anyone’s, no it was her best friend’s. It wouldn’t have happened if the driver wasn’t drunk. It wouldn’t have happened if someone had been there. That’s right, a hit and run, no witnesses but they did find the driver. He was a mile down the road drunk. She hated him. He took away her best friend.
As she reached the podium she looked at all the people. All in black. She hated black. She wished they were wearing some other color. If they were it might not be so hard. Everything reminded her of May, who also hated the color black.
“May was my best friend. We did everything together. I needed her like I needed oxygen. She was always there for me. It’s not fair that she was taken away. But life’s not fair. I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’m wearing orange. It’s because orange was May’s favorite color. She was the only person I’ve ever met that looked good in orange. Now whenever I see something orange I cry. It seems like without her all colors loose there rightness. There’s a painful truth in this, ‘The good die young’, she is the one that makes this true. I’ll always remember this as my first real goodbye to her, and my last. I’ve said goodbye to her before but it wasn’t real, because I would see her again tomorrow. But now I won’t ever see her again. I won’t laugh with her, cry with her, scream with her or see her ever again. It feels so horrible, it’s the worst thing I’ve ever felt by far. It’s as if a piece of me died with her. I know I’ll always remember her. I’ll always remember my first real goodbye. I’ll always remember that the good die young. I’ll always remember how I’m feeling right now. This is my first real goodbye and I hope to God it’s my last.”
As she finished she was close to tears. Se stepped down. Walked down the aisle. But she didn’t stop at her seat, she kept going, she waked right out of the church, into the rain. It seemed fitting to her that the sky would cry the day the sun died.
