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As we got home, Gram hugged me so tight like she thought she'd never get to see me again. When we were having supper, the Fair Gwen knocked on our door with this sad look on her face. The Fair Gwen asked if she could have dinner with us since Freak wasn't with her to go home and pretend he is a robot or play on his new computer that he got on his birthday a few days ago. Everyone was very silent while eating supper, like we were all isolated from the world.
As soon as I finished eating, I walked slowly to the darkness of the down under. As I walked away from the light outside the down under, a tear fell from the side of my eye and at that point I knew I was crying. I was crying because I missed my little midget-like genius friend. Every time I tried to stop, it just keeps putting the same reason why I was crying like it's the only thing I care about more than anything else in my mind: Freak.
Soon Grim, Gram and the Fair Gwen all came down as I tried to shed away the droplets that slid down from eyes to my chin. They all came to me and gave me a great big tight hug. Gram softly goes "Everything is going to be okay, Max, just let it out." So that's what I did, the same goes with the Fair Gwen, Grim and Gram. We all kept hugging and crying until the Fair Gwen says she has to go home.
"Are you sure?" Gram asked "You can stay with us for tonight, so you know, don't feel lonely."
"No thanks," Gwen says "I'm fine, I can manage."
Then the Fair Gwen vanished in a couple of seconds, then Grim, Gram and me were finally alone. We all just stood in the same spot with complete silence. After a couple of minutes of silence, we all go to bed.
Freak.
That's what I'm thinking that keeps me awake all night. Maybe if I think hard enough, maybe this all just a dream. A dream that looked so real, that you cannot escape.
If only I knew about this disease Freak has, I could've tried to help him. That way, me and Freak's friendship will never end. But I couldn't. I didn't know what was going on and I couldn't do anything to help. But I knew only one-and I mean only one-thing I did to help Freak: Bringing him on an exciting journey of a lifetime filled with friendship and fun until the very end.
I soon looked over my shoulder and see the pyramid shaped-box at the side of my bed. I felt like I wanted to open it, but I also wanted to go to sleep because I'm so tired, yet depressed of the several events that happened. I soon fell asleep when I was making a decision of either to read or write in the book or not.
I just hope this nightmare will all be over soon.
"Max," Grim whispers "It's your turn."
Oh boy, now it's now my turn to say my eulogy. An eulogy is like this speech people use when they are at a funeral, at least that's what Grim told me before we left. Yes, I did try to look up eulogy in my Christmas present Freak gave me a long time ago, but Grim and Gram gave me this huge tug as they both keep saying "Come on, Maxwell!" and "Let's go!" and "We don't want to be late!"
I didn't actually wanted to come here, in fact, I didn't wanted to be here at all. I just wanted to stay at home in the down under and just forget about everything that just happened. But the only reason why I dragged myself here to this funeral is that I get to see Freak one last time.
I finally started to walk to the front and just stood there like a weirdo. That's when I realize, I didn't prepared a eulogy. My mind was so occupied on trying to forget about Freak's death, I didn't had time to sort out a perfect eulogy to say to Freak, who was now in a coffin with a glass filling that you can't even feel or touch him. Now that's just great, now I really do look and act like a weirdo.
"Remembering is an invention of the mind." I remembered. So I guess that means I have to say anything that I could remember in my head that would impress the crowd and show how Freak is really important to me.
"Freak," I started slowly but loudly "Was a clever and courageous friend that-that..."
I was thinking so hard with coming up with words, that I started sweating. But I kept going with my speech.
"When I first met him at my age right now, he was fierce, even though looked small and midget-like. I thought he wanted to kill me because he sounded like he wanted me to be dead with those fierce eyes and that strong meaningful voice, but when I brought down his ornithopter that was stuck in a tree in his backyard, he was actually pretty cool after I got to know him a bit better." I said, which brings back to every happy moment that I had with him "We slayed dragons and rescue damsels in distress together, but Freak would mostly rescue me when we are both in trouble. But how we truly do our missions is when we combine my large body and Freak's massive intellectual brain which will turn us into the awesome Freak The Mighty!"
There were several smile out there in the gloomy crowd. I smiled with them, feeling proud of my eulogy. I felt so proud that I nearly forgot of how to end my speech. So I thought really hard and all I can say is this: "Even if Freak is gone, I can still feel both the presence of the smart and courageous spirit of Freak and the adventurous journeys of Freak The Mighty, but not only that because seriously, let's be honest here, I never got a brain until Freak came along."
Huge claps came along as I walked back to my spot. When the clapping finally stopped, I used my time machine to see Freak, even though he was dead, I could still feel him inside my heart. On the outside I feel sad due to the loss of my friend, but on the inside, I felt happy because I didn't lose him in my heart. That's why I was happy.
I'm now back at home in the down under. Everyone else was upstairs, consoling each other. I felt bored in the down under, nothing interesting to do while everyone else is consoling each other upstairs. I just suddenly remembered something, that's when I turned my head around to the pyramid shaped-box.
"Write down our adventures." Is what I remembered, which Freak told me when we were in the hospital together one last time, seeing each other for the last time before Freak's journey ended. Freak promised me to write all our adventures together in the empty book he gave me as a farewell present. So for now on this day forward, I, Maxwell Kane, will promise to keep the mighty task Freak gave me and I will work on it till the end of time.
So I walked over and open the box, I then pulled out the book and bring it over to my bed with a pencil, eraser, sharpener and of course, Freak's dictionary. I brought the dictionary because it might be kind of useful for some things like checking spelling errors and search up words to make our adventures more exciting and add a little bit of enthusiasm to spice the stories.
And that was the truth. The unvanquished truth that I revealed to you all. I mean who knows? Freak may be gone, but he is still both inside both me and your heart. He was brave, smart and quick-witted too. I mean, Freak is in my heart, in the book and our adventures and so on. Maybe I will read some pages when I'm done writing, it may be long, but I can do it.
No big deal!