Kyle, you were an amazing person and we all miss you terribly. i really hate it that you arnt here with us anmore. i think that it is unreal that your not here, its so weird because im so used to seeing you almost every day of the school year and its scary to think your not coming back. i really hope that you had an amazing life and are happy where you are. i miss your smile and you kindness, we need more people like you in this world. you were so amazing and you relaly touched my heart. i just really hope you are happy where you are. i miss and love you and you will always be in my heart.

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Kyle~ You were always the nices person i have ever known. You always thought of others before yourself and i miss you more than anyone could ever guess. It is hard for me not seeing you in the halls with your cheery face and great attitude. Religion was awesome all of those years. Its hard for me to even go now with you not being there! Just always remeber that god loves you so much... and so do all your friends and family! Gosh i really miss you. I can't stop saying that!

Luv you always,
Brittany Sass

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Kyle,
My name is Ian Bertschausen and you didn't actually know me, but nearly all of my best friends did. So, even though i didn't know you personally, i think you would be my best friend, had this not happened. I know just how many people have been affected by this tradgedy. My bestest friend in the whole wide world is Connor Peterson. I was the one who informed him of your death. He did a double take, and got this look on his face that only something really, absolutely horrible could create. Later, we told his mom, who started crying on the spot. I just want you to know how much you're missed down here and hope you're having a good time up there. Now, i will type the words of a short picture book that helps people deal with grief.


                                            THE NEXT PLACE
                                              By Warren Hanson
          The next place that I go, will be as peaceful and familiar, as a sleepy Sunday, and a sweet, untroubled mind.And yet....it won't be any like anyplace i've ever been...or seen....or even dreamed of in the place i leave behind. I won't know where i'm going, and i won't know where i've been as i tumble through the always and look back toward the when.I'll glide beyond the rainbows. I'll drift into the sky. I'll fly into the wonder, without ever wondering why. I won't remember getting there. Somehow i'll just arrive. But i know that i belong there and will feel much more alive, than i have ever felt before. I will be absolutely free of things that i held onto, that were holding on to me. The next place that i go will be so quiet and still, that the whispered song of sweet belonging will rise up to fill the listening skywith joyful silence, and with unheard harmoniesof music made by noone playing, like a hush upon a breeze. There will be no room for darkness in that place of living light, where an ever-dawning  morning pushes back the dying night. The very air will fill with brilliance, as the brightly shinig sun, and the moon and half a million stars are married into one. The next place that i go won't really be a place at all.There won't be any seasons-winter, summer, spring, or fall. Nor a Monday, nor a Friday, nor a December, nor a July. And the seconds will be standing still...while hours hurry by. I will not be a boy, or girl, or woman, or man. I'll simply be, just, simply, me. No worse or better than. My skin will not be dark or light. I won't be fat or tall. The body where i lived once, won't be part of me at all. I will finally be perfect. I will be without a flaw. I will never make one more mistake, or break the smallest law. And the me that was impatient, or was angry, or unkind, will simply be a memory. That me i left behind. i will travel empty-handed.There is not a single thing i have collected in my life that i would ever want to bring exept...the love of those who loved me, the warmth of those who cared. The happiness and memories and magic that we shared. Though i will know the joy of solitude...i'll never be alone. I'll be embraced by all the family and friends I've never known. Although i might not see their faces, all our hearts will beat as one, and the big circle of our spirits will shine brighter than the sun. I will cherish all the friendship i was fortunate to find, all the love and laughter in the place i leave behind. All these good things will go with me. They will make my spirit glow. And that light will shine forever in the next place that i go.

We will always miss you Kyle.
~Ian Bertschausen

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Dear Kyle,
We wonder why you had to go so soon and we all miss you. we know that you are in a better place now, but we still do not like the fact that you left us so soon. Your benifit for the choking game foundation was a huge success . I hope your Christmas was good up in heaven. Down here on earth I had a good Christmas with my family. I miss you so much and think about you all the time wherever I am. Your smile was always enough to cheer anyone up and I always liked it when you would come over to Ross's house and we would hang out and play around.

Your Friend,

Matt

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you were the coolest kid. you were a smart kid.  but most people know that everyone makes mistakes.  and thats why when you get up to heaven god will forgive you and let you come forth into his kindom.   and i give your wonderful family my best wishes, my love and support.  kyle...im really gonna miss you big guy. 

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      i wrote this for creative writing class and i thought it just fit,
Moments Breath

       By Amy Jahner

There comes a time where life stands thus,

Slams upon the breaking stone,

Where life exists balancing

On the thread of fate,

No more than smoke in the wind.

A hidden whisper, an unearthly tremor,

As life comes crashing down.

We hope and pray to God himself

That he might save our souls.

When judgment day is come and gone

We stand in silent solitaire.

Prayers pass us by,

As birds on a breeze,

Racing up to Gods abode.

We cast about in nothingness

A tear on cheek is shown.

A soft glow,

A warmth floats gently down,

A hand reaches out,

For we are welcomed home.

Kyle- May you fly on heavens

          Wings up to God’s embrace,

          May you live in peace in

Heaven until we meet again. 

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