Glazed eyes stared up at nothing. Frantic hands raced across the body, trying to save them. It was too late.
Tears finally fell, as Ty mourned for his best friend. Adam was dead. Adam was gone and the world just kept on spinning.
The birds didn't stop singing, the children kept playing, the world just kept going on and Adam was dead.
The funeral happened 6 days later. Adam's friends and family came. Adam's body was lowered into the ground. People said their goodbyes. Adam was gone. And yet the world kept spinning.
Two months had passed. Ty and a few others' channels had stopped. Fans had mourned. People remembered Sky. They remembered his videos, the butter he loved and the war he raged on squids. They remembered his mod showcases. His cops and robbers. People remembered his Real Talk video. And most of all they remembered his last video.
That video stung the most. Sky promised he'd see them later. He'd lied.
Ty stared down at the grave in front of him.
It said Adam's name and the years he lived. 21 looked to short in Ty's eyes.
He felt the hairs on the back of his neck and on his arms stand up. He felt the goosebumps appear. And he felt the temperature drop.
But that didn't matter.
Adam was dead and the sun was still shining, the birds were still singing and the world kept on spinning.
He heard the wind whisper to him. It sounded like it said his name. He thinks straight away that he had just imagined it.
He sat there and cried. He felt like he wasn't alone. Like someone was there, comforting, and ready to dry his tears.
He sat there, the only noise his sobs.
He cried because Adam was gone.
Adam was gone and the
World
Just
Kept
Spinning.