Belle's Eulogy: Bramble Elliot

ONE Belle’s Eulogy "We are gathered here today to mourn the death of Bramble Elliot, who died on the 22nd of May. A girl who thought taking her life was the only solution and thought she wouldn't have missed or mourned. But she was wrong..." I hear the Priest say but after that I space out. Tears are dowry streaming down my face and I can't focus on anything except a few words. "Guilt...tragedy...pain...death..." Suddenly, someone's shaking my arm and I realize it's time for me to give my eulogy. Snapping out of my daze, I look up to see Mr. Elliot standing in front of me with red eyes filled with tears. I'll admit Paul—Mr. Elliot—is handsome with his short, brown hair, striking grey eyes, tanned skin and a fit body. Perfect like his wife, Ella. She has long, curly brown hair, dazzling blue/green eyes, a skinny body and freckles
Bramble looked like an identical mix of her parents. Just seeing Paul sends another waterfall of tears down my face. Taking a deep breath, I get up and start walking towards the podium. After grabbing onto it for support, I take a deep breath, calm down and look at the paper in my hands. "Bramble Elliot was more than just my boss’s daughter. She was way more than that. She was like the daughter I never had, always so polite and helpful. She never wanted any of us to wait on her. Life with Bramble was always a fun, entertaining show. She made us all laugh when she would walk down the grand staircase dressed to give us a fashion show in these huge fancy dresses and shoes with her makeup and hair done, because it wasn't her. Bramble was a simple girl. If she could've, she would’ve just worn baggy sweatshirts and tights every day to school. She even told me so. Bramble thought she was unloved and that no one would care if she left; boy was she wrong. What could've made a sweet girl like her feel that way? Or more so, who? When I read the note on her door,