You guys were inseparable, at least that’s why my mom says I honestly can’t, recall my first memories of you or how I would follow you around and do exactly what you for no apparent reason or how you would tell everyone at each family gathering I was your son when you were barely old enough to ride the bumper car by yourself. What I do remember is how you would talk to me everytime I was mad with pops or mom and you would tell that’s what parents are for or how you would buy me candy each Sunday after church and tell me how candy was a gift from God himself, my favorite memory was when you bought me my first comic book for my 9th birthday DeadPool issue 33, you told me comics are where geniuses go to get away from reality, and I believed you, even when we were younger you were sick, always having to be rushed to the hospital and take so many pills, but you always had smile on your face and brightened any room you walked into. I made you promise that i’d have you sitting in the first row for my first feature movie and at the Oscar’s for my acceptance speech, it pains me that I failed to keep my end of the deal, that you left this earth without seeing everything you saw in me on the silver screen, my heart hurts and my eyes refuse to cry any more I just want to leave this reality for a better one as if I’m a character in a book I wrote, but I’ll make you this promise, to keep your name in my heart and your memories in my mind and never left you fade away and whenever I get overtaken with grief I’ll take out that issue 33 and read it till the pain goes away and all I remember is you
R.I.P Ayania Stovall