Hey, Tommy.

I'm slowly getting used to this... diary entry klunk...

But... I was dreading today cause...

Today was the day of your funeral. Well... memorial thing. It was held at dusk cause I knew how you like to watch the sunrise. I didn't care about anyone complaining because what mattered most was that you got a proper send off.

Everyone placed... flowers and things that reminded us of you... You. I miss you Tommy.

All the gifts were all arranged near the sides of the Doors, with... a picture of you in the middle.

I remember that day when we took that. It was the first day of you being a Runner. You were soo pumped and ready to go off into the Maze so you begged me to take a photo.

So I did.

And I'm glad I bloody did. You know why?

Cause now, its the only thing I have left of you.

And I'm not letting it go that easily. Like I'm not letting go of you gone.