Just a memory

I've cried to much

Clara was standing in the middle of her bedroom in her underwear and bra. She held her black funeral dress in her left hand and a necklace with a small golden heart on it in the other. She pulled the dress over her head and glanced in the mirror. The dress was to her knees, the sleeves were short like a tank top, there was black lace around the color and various other places as well. Clara effortlessly ran her hairbrush through her hair a few times before putting it in a ponytail.

Jaycees parents were doing a thing were you could write a letter for Jaycee and put it in a box that could be buried with her. Jaycee would never get the letters but it was still a nice thing to do. Clara's hand was shaking as she grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper, she didn't know where to start.

Dear jay,
I miss you to much for words. You meant so much to me. Now all I do is watch tv and cry. I keep on wondering if you lived if we might have ever been more than friends. I think we would have. I can't believe your gone, I've cried way to much these past days.
I love you,
Clara

Several tears landed on the paper. She couldn't write more it hurt to much. Clara put the letter in an envelope and sealed it with a sticker if a giraffe. Jaycee always loved giraffes. The cause of her death was unknown for now Clara's mom promised to tell her as soon as she knew.