Part six..

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The funeral was full of flowers. All of them were white, except for a few. There was a huge board above a table. It had a picture that seemed oddly familiar to Jennifer. Then she realized, it was a picture of her. The picture was surrounded by pink rose petals. At that point, Jennifer was surprised to see that he, the boy in the casket, was the one sending her love letters. She'd had a crush on him for so long, but she didn't know that he liked her too. As she stared at the flowers, she noticed that on the table in front of her picture, there was a folded note tied to a single rose. When she opened the note, she read:
"You are, and always will be my dream. When I first saw you, I was amazed. Not because of your looks, but because of the fact that everything I'd ever wanted was right in front of me. When the angels ask me what I loved the most about life, I'll say you. I want you to keep this rose. Its plastic, so it won't die. Everytime you look at it, I want you to remember my heart that now belongs to you. Forever and always. Love, your no-longer-secret admirer, Julian."

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