Levi Hughes
An Open Letter to Gerad
Mr. Happy, we watched that video a few times together. Black Ops 2, standoff, James, Kamal, Aiden, Tim, you and I, and even Duncan, the good days. We’d talk about them all the time. Anytime we were together we couldn’t help but talk about our days on Xbox, and our friends we played with.
Death was also one of the many things we talked about. “Yea man. When I die I don’t want people to be sad,” you’d say agreeing with me about my views on death. Now that your gone I can’t help but be sad. Every inch of me misses you. One last game on Xbox is all I’m able to think about.
You were a good soul. I admired you for being able to do what you wanted without fear of what others would say. You always had a smile on your face every time I saw you. You used to walk up to me and ask “what’s that on your shirt” and when I looked down you’d flick my nose. “You didn’t do homework either did you?” I can hear you say clearly in my head. You would say that anytime I asked if you did homework. We would laugh, go back and forth, and end up in a deep conversation about how mysterious the world is.
Dear Gerad,
You are like a brother to me. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you when you were in need of a friend, you were always there for me. I wish you had joined my party on Friday and played Xbox with me. I love you, I miss you a lot. I keep looking at your seat in anthropology hoping your sitting there like normal. We had a lot of good times together. We got into some “hood rat” stuff together. We grew up together. I’ll miss you, I love you brother
Love,
Levi
Wednesday April 25, 2018 at 9:23 am