[RedImmik]

Nothing beats the pain of losing your best friend. I was in the middle of class when I was called down to the principles office. They told me I was going home. They wouldn't tell me why. When my parents came, I was curious and scared I did something terribly wrong. When I got home they handed me my friends Picture. I didn't understand at that time what happened. They told me. It's been over 10 years since this has happened. I still cry at night from the pain of that loss. Nothing can ever compare to the pain I constantly go through every day of my life. This is the main reason why I still play games. Me and him played them every day after school. I play these games to keep his memory alive in my heart. I cry every day just to remind myself of how lucky I truly am.