Disclaimer: I don't own Hey Arnold. As those who have read, this story knows this isn't the original. I kind of tweaked it. Enjoy!

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It was a normal Saturday morning except...there was a funeral-taking place. At Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial Baptist, church hundreds gather in the large church for the funeral of...Gerald Johanssen. An elder Black man stepped up to the podium and cleared his throat preparing to speak.

"We gather here today to pay our final respects to Gerald Johanssen, a talented young man who didn't deserve to die, who had his whole life of him. Another victim of the race card, who was in the wrong place at the time. He was on the Honor Society, Captain of the Varsity football, baseball, and basketball team, Homecoming King, and to my understanding a very popular young man. Above of all those material things he was a visionary with a loving heart. With that we say good-bye to our son, brother, friend, and all around good Samaritan Gerald Johanssen. Whom ever has any last words I suggest you come say it now," the preacher said with utter pain in his voice.

"I do," came from a cornflower hair boy from the back of the church. He stood and walked the podium with his head hung low.

"For those of you who don't know me my name is Arnold and Gerald was my best friend. That would be under estimating him as a person to me. He was more like a brother...but not the annoying kind he was the kind that you can't function through your day without. He was almost perfect...he had an amazing girlfriend, a lot friends, great family, wholesome values he was sitting on top of the world. The people who did this didn't know Gerald and he didn't deserve to die like this," he said with tears running down his checks. "I love you man we all do and we will never forget you...thanks for your friendship, love, and companionship. Life won't be the same with out you good-bye my old friend," Arnold said closing the coffin.

After his speech, everyone got in their limos and drove to the graveyard to bury Gerald. They all said one last prayer and then went home.

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