"Mark?" Questioned Mrs McLoughlin, I looked up from my shaking hands. Her tired features sad and longing, I stood up beside her nodding to her as a thank-you before I began the short walk up to the microphone.
My palms became slightly clammy and I started to shake even more, people I knew and some I didn't were just staring at me. Possibly judging my red hair or my attire, whatever it was.. It was certainly getting to me.

I reached the small podium at the front of the gathering, seeing all those people just crying for someone I loved, really made my heart swell with pride.

People were so kind yet so so harsh.

I cleared my dry throat before speaking. "Hello everyone, my name is Mark. Sean or as he was better known as Jack, was one of the best people I ever knew. Sharing every thought, feeling, memory with that boy just made my life so much better." I paused, taking in a sharp breath before continuing; "I apologise in advance because this 'speech' is going to be a bit longer than expected," people looked slightly confused at this but I continued my small introduction.

"Today I will be telling you, several things I hate about Sean William McLoughlin"