Personal Narrative Essay: Johnny's Funeral

It has been 6 months now since Johnny passed away. I never once visited his grave, I just can't bring myself to go and visit him. But lately I have been going through a really hard time and I just want my best friend back. I finally decided to visit him today. As I walked to the graveyard I started to think of what to say, It felt like it was just yesterday that we would sit in the vacant lot smoking and drinking some coke. I arrived at the graveyard and it wasn't long before I found his grave. I looked at it for a second, it is still hard to believe that he is really dead. I just sort of stood there for a few minutes looking, staring at his grave. I couldn't hold back the tears, I felt really hot and I just wanted to go home. But, I didn't, I felt like I needed to stay and talk …show more content…
“Hey Johnny, I miss you bud,” I whispered quietly. I started telling him about everything that has been happening in my life recently the good things and the bad things. I told him how the gang never get to hang out anymore. “They are working all the time, I miss being able to come home and hang out with the gang, like we used too.” I started to feel a lot better, like he was really there listening to me. “ Soda and Darry work all the time so that we can keep the house and I can go to school, but I wish that I could come home and ruff-house with them.” “The truth is I just feel really alone, I miss you so much Johnny and I really wish that you were here with me,” I said. I felt relieved, after I told him everything I felt so much better. I know that Johnny is in a better place now, he is happier and I feel so much better knowing that. I said my goodbyes and then headed home and waiting for me were my two brothers wrestling in the yard. I laughed and quickly