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Today I went with my mum to pick out cards to give to Erich's family. Then I came home a drew a picture on photoshop of the day that Erich and I first met then slipped a copy into each letter.

My mum and I walked over to Sherly's house (his great grandmother) to give them a card, flowers and a cake that my sister made for them and that got me crying again crying . His great aunt gave me some pictures of him which was really nice cuz I had no pictures of him, so as soon as I get an album I'm gunna make a special page for him.

It turned out that he died of Kidney failur. apperently for the past 6 months or abouts, he's been drinking lots and lots and lots of water (a sign of kidny faliur) and his friend knew but his parents didn't, then he came down sick and that turned into a fever to the point where he couldn't get out of bed. they called an abulence and when he got to the hospital he was at 101 degrees ferenheight. by the end of that day he had reached 108 degrees and they were trying to cool him off, later that night his heart stoped and they tryed for half and hour to get him back, but he didn't come back.

I'm gunna be going to his funeral saterday, I might fall apart... right now I can't even look at his pictures cuz I really don't want to belive it's true.

When I went to his great grandmother's house (she's my over the fence nabourgh) I saw a black truck and that truch had always been there, ever cince the first day I came over to play when I was 7. I rememberd how he used that as his sheild when we played tag. we would run in circles aorund it. I saw the lawn that he and I would wrestle on, it seemed alot smaller than it had when I was younger, when I was younger It was huge.
I lerned his cousen's name that I had forgotten, Keven, and his brother Nicki.

I can't belive he's gone, I relly feel lost and I want to hang out with him just at least for one more day, or a few hours like the amount of time that we would normaly hang out for.

the time before the last time I saw him was when I think I was 17. we were talking about how long it had been that we knew eachother, he was telling me about a girlfriend he had, and about his school and that his cousen had ended up in JV hall. Both he and I were compleetly decked out in black, when he came over we laughed because we were both going through the "I will only wear black" phase. We were hanging out in the park neer my house that I had desighned, and just talking about how much our lives had changed, about how he was finally taller than me. I commented that for the first time he wasn't pulling up a pair of pants that were too big over and over again.

When I was comming out of his great groandmother's house I rememberd when he first got a razor scooter and he came over to my house and we would race back and forth, sometimes I was on the scooter and sometimes he was on it, then we were told to go and get soda from the local corner store and on out way back one of the cans broke open and he gote coke a cola on him and so when we got back he took off his pants and just wore his boxers (which looked like shorts anyways) and then his brother panst him, luck for him he was wearing a really long shirt, but he was pissed of at his brother who thought it was the funnyiest thing in the entire world and wrapped into a fit of giggles.

well that's what I have for today