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My dearest family,
I hurt. Always hurting. There is never a time when I get to be lifted. The pain weighs on me. Love made me lose again and again. Maybe I wasn't meant to be happy. I hope not, but it's probably true. No love for the slayer. No love for those who are doomed to be alone forever. I have been a lone warrior for as long as I can remember. No, that's not true, but it feels like an eternity anyways. The new slayers won't know what it's like. I am the last lone warrior. A dying breed. (A dying breed that takes a lot to kill.) That's alright, though. What doesn't kill you will make you stronger and what kills you and you defeat anyway must make you uber-strong. I guess I'm getting off track. I can't live in a world with so much pain. I always live hurting and I'm starting to think that maybe I'm not supposed to keep going. I think I might have already fulfilled my destiny and the world has no use for me now. Honestly, I don't think I need the world anymore, either. Every day heaven seems more enticing. I don't want to leave you, but there's more for you out there and I don't think there is for me. I probably should have died a long time ago, but I didn't and I'm glad I didn't die then. I had a purpose to complete and I have. I love you all more than words can say. Willow, Xander, Giles, Dawnie, Faith, and even Andrew, you are my family. I know you can go on without me. You're the strongest people I've ever met. You're so much stronger than I am. Now, Angel. I love you. You are my one and only. You have been forever and always will be my soul mate. Keep the faith. You have to keep going, keep fighting. You are the world's champion. I'd like to think you couldn't do it without me, but you can. We all know you're a hero. Never forget that and never forget me. Promise me that. Whoever you may love after me. Remember, I was the first girl you ever really loved. I'm so sorry. Goodbye.
Love, Buffy
"That's all that she wrote." Xander said, putting the letter back in the envelope. They hadn't even noticed a note until three days after she died.
"I hope she was wrong." Willow said quietly.
"About what, Will?" Xander said choking back tears.
"I hope Angel wasn't our world's hero." Willow whispered.
"Me too, but we both know Buffy was right." Dawn said staring at the headstone.
"Let's just hope the world can make it without either of its champions." Xander said.
"God, I hope so." Dawn spoke sofly through the tears.
They stared at the headstone reading "Buffy Anne Summers" and the newly spread ashes that were now laid across it.
*Author's Note*
So, I know it's weird, but please R/R!
My dearest family,
I hurt. Always hurting. There is never a time when I get to be lifted. The pain weighs on me. Love made me lose again and again. Maybe I wasn't meant to be happy. I hope not, but it's probably true. No love for the slayer. No love for those who are doomed to be alone forever. I have been a lone warrior for as long as I can remember. No, that's not true, but it feels like an eternity anyways. The new slayers won't know what it's like. I am the last lone warrior. A dying breed. (A dying breed that takes a lot to kill.) That's alright, though. What doesn't kill you will make you stronger and what kills you and you defeat anyway must make you uber-strong. I guess I'm getting off track. I can't live in a world with so much pain. I always live hurting and I'm starting to think that maybe I'm not supposed to keep going. I think I might have already fulfilled my destiny and the world has no use for me now. Honestly, I don't think I need the world anymore, either. Every day heaven seems more enticing. I don't want to leave you, but there's more for you out there and I don't think there is for me. I probably should have died a long time ago, but I didn't and I'm glad I didn't die then. I had a purpose to complete and I have. I love you all more than words can say. Willow, Xander, Giles, Dawnie, Faith, and even Andrew, you are my family. I know you can go on without me. You're the strongest people I've ever met. You're so much stronger than I am. Now, Angel. I love you. You are my one and only. You have been forever and always will be my soul mate. Keep the faith. You have to keep going, keep fighting. You are the world's champion. I'd like to think you couldn't do it without me, but you can. We all know you're a hero. Never forget that and never forget me. Promise me that. Whoever you may love after me. Remember, I was the first girl you ever really loved. I'm so sorry. Goodbye.
Love, Buffy
"That's all that she wrote." Xander said, putting the letter back in the envelope. They hadn't even noticed a note until three days after she died.
"I hope she was wrong." Willow said quietly.
"About what, Will?" Xander said choking back tears.
"I hope Angel wasn't our world's hero." Willow whispered.
"Me too, but we both know Buffy was right." Dawn said staring at the headstone.
"Let's just hope the world can make it without either of its champions." Xander said.
"God, I hope so." Dawn spoke sofly through the tears.
They stared at the headstone reading "Buffy Anne Summers" and the newly spread ashes that were now laid across it.
*Author's Note*
So, I know it's weird, but please R/R!