One of my best friends died and I didn't even go to his funeral. I don't even know if I deserve to be called his friend. I tried to hide my sadness at school but my friends got it out of me. I feel like its my fault too because I was the one who told him to go down a big hill on his longboard and he agreed. I'm left with a guilt I can't take away. I keep seeing his dead face everywhere I go. Sometimes I scream and yell at myself saying its your fault. I don't deserve this life. I just want to give up.
