Not only did I lose my cousin, I lost a best friend. He could always make people smile. We used to sit in Richardson's class and see who could be the first to get kicked out. Sometimes it was me, sometimes it was you. We always sit at a little table before school starts and just talk crap about all the teachers. And at lunch you and I would always fight over a milk and it would end up on the floor spilt. I'm not going to forget you, and I'm not going to forget these memories. We had a memory literally almost everyday. I love you man, and most of all, I miss you.