A boy sits in the graveyard messing with his hands twitching holding flowers, he pulls his jacket off sitting down on it, decorating the tombstone with the red Higanbana flowers. Lyra Rogers the tomb reads. "Why not me..." He mumbles his nails dig into his skin 

"You did nothing wrong..." He smiles "How is it? Being dead? Is it like how people say it is? Are you at peace? From the last time I visited you, nothings... Uh really chan- changed really, except today I got to piss of Tim. I took his mask and drew on it." The boy chuckles, almost looking as if he was talking to another. Staring above the grave he smiles. "Maybe one day I'll get to join you, we can finally be reunited, we'll eat our favorite food, and drink whatever soda we want too... How does that sound?" A faint whisper replies throughout the wind as it carries "I can't wait" The boy smile a tear streaming down his pale face. He chokes before standing up placing a candle "Your favorite... I love you Lyra" He lights the candle slowly exiting the graveyard. The candle burns a small note left on the side 'To be without you by my side hurts, but it's okay because I know you're watching me.' -Love your little brother... Tobias Rogers