Single Status Update
Today, I found out that one of my friends had died last night, while at school, at lunch. He wasn't the closest of friends, but me and my other friends hung out with him every day. Last night, I talked to him, and he seemed as if there was nothing wrong. He asked me to do him a small favor for today, and I thought why make it just a small favor? He was such a kind and generous person and always out of the goodness of his heart did me favors without even asking, so I decided to make the favor a little more of a surprise, and was slightly disappointed he didn't show up to school. No one had any idea that anything was wrong.
However, this kid had a long list of medical problems. He was way overweight, probably about 300 pounds. He had scars on his forehead, from skin cancer at a young age and surgery from removal of a brain tumor. He was not really a bright kid either, most people would not classify him as 'normal'. He had severe asthma, but he never would show signs of it. The poor guy had everything going against him, and he was probably the kindest person any of us knew. He had everything to give to us and expected nothing in return. He was the guy who would make everyone smile.
He died from a severe asthma attack, I don't exactly know what time, but he talked to all of the people he considered his friends last night. I think he knew he was going to die.
I don't even know why I'm writing this, especially here, but I feel like I needed to do something. This is really the first person that is close to me who died. I'm not looking for sympathy or anything, I just felt writing about it. If anyone has something to write about their experiences, feel free to do so.
I am sorry to hear that man :(.
Although I probably can't relate as much, I did have a good friend in High School whom I would talk to somewhat often and was nice to hang around with. He didn't show up to school one day, and I soon learned that he had hung himself. It caught us by surprise, since he didn't seem to be showing any singes of depression that we could detect. You never know what could happen.