All your life you worked hard for this moment. Nothing could take it away from you. You were always kind, careing, and true. You never gave up when anyone needed you. So soon you left. Yet your presence was strong. We walked down that asile and we felt very wrong. You were supposed to be there holding your head high. you were supposed to be there instead you had to die. Everyone morned you for everyone lost you. So young to say goodbye why why did you have to die. Going through the yearbook it was like you knew. "I'm not here for long time, i'm here for a good time." That was what you wrote near that picture of you. As we stand here diplomas in hand your brother beside us holding your mothers hand. you worked hard for this moment your whole life through so here in her hand is a diploma for you. We just wanted to say that Congradulations Justin You did it!
