I don't think there is any combinations of words to describe how important this man was to me. I'm stumped, it's hard to define how quickly my world shattered. One moment, I was sitting with my aunt, hanging out because we had just woken up. The next, I was staring off into space, not even having the ability to cry. I didn't believe it. I wouldn't believe it, either. 

It took me a little less than a whole month for Chris' death to sink in, when I was at home doing dishes, I'd swear I heard him in the other room. It's shocking how easily the most annoying thing about a person soon becomes the thing you adore most about them. I used to complain about Chris' comebacks and sarcasm, now that he's gone, it's what I miss most.

It's weird to me how paranoid I had gotten after his death, always looking for a sign that he was watching me. After he passed, we noticed an increase of things breaking randomly, I feel like that was Chris telling us not to worry. 

Our house got chaotic, everyone was breaking down. It hurt to lose someone so valuable to us, someone we looked up to, someone we loved. No one ever expected Chris to pass like this, we didn't even think he'd pass at all, he might as well have been immortal because he was too strong for death. This mindset for so long and then one day, Heaven gained the most fierce warrior.. 

Our stories are made up of chapters containing love, loss, battles, and even through all of those chapters, Chris will always be a hero in mine. He left a mark on this world, he lived his life by living it. He never thought twice and always took risks. I hope one day I can be like him. I strive to be what he is; brave, selfless, and one more, loved by all.