chapter 34:
"Hello Everyone." I coughed out.
I cleared my throat again,
and finally decided to speak.
"Thanks for coming."
I started to read from a piece of loose leaf paper.
"Noah wasn't only my brother, but my best friend. I remember when
we were younger, and one day-"
I stopped reading the words I tried to make sound sweet
and thoughtful.
I just wanted to say exactly what was on my mind,
not the paper.
I looked down at the paper I held in my hand.
I looked at the messy handwriting, 
and the words that it posessed.
I swept my hand across it, smudging the pencil marks,
and crumpled it up.
"Noah and I never really got along-" I started.
"We faught about everything; the person who finished our favorite drink first,
and the person who stole a piece of gum from our packs.
I mean, I guess that's what brothers and sisters do." I laughed.
Everyone chuckled with me, and so did my parents.
"But, although we did fight every waking moment,
we were also just so close. Whenever I was upset, he was always there for me.
He may have never shared his feelings with me, well maybe that was because
he didn't have any." I joked. "But one night at the hospital,
he actually told me what had happened to him, and at that moment,
I knew he wanted to tell me, he trusted me. I loved my brother,
as did everyone here. But, now I come to think of it,
I went through a state of depression when I lost him.
Of course I did, I lost my only sibling.
The person I grew up with."
I began to tear, but I wiped it from my eyes.
Smiling.
"But, this was his life story. He was born to watch over me,
and my parents, and his beautiful girlfriend Emily."
I looked over at her, with tears running down her face.
But she smiled at me. And I smiled back.
"And I thought no one understood my pain of loosing my brother.
Truth is, there are plenty of people who do. Some people went through
pain all of their life, others may have gone through a quick pain like this.
But I'm not the only one in the world who has lost someone,
and there are people who have it worse than me.
There's no reason to let myself go into a depression,
because Noah, he's in a better place.
And everyday, I'll pray for him, and be glad I'm alive,
to tell his story."
I was actually happy.
I felt content.
And everyone was smiling, and crying.
But, they were happy tears.
And I was crying, too.
"And there's one person,
I need to mention." I spoke.