Why I Am A Friend - 1289 Words

Usually when you meet a friend when you are little there is an unlikely chance you will be friends forever. Well not with me, I was 5 years old when I first met this boy named Nick. We met in our Kindergarten class and have been best friends ever since. He lived right down the street from me and walked to my house every day for the bus stop. We were together so much; people thought we were actually related. Throughout elementary school, middle school, and part of high school we were always together. As we grew up nothing really changed except for junior year of high school. Junior year I switched schools and I wasn’t able to see him all the time. Being that I did go to a different school, I was out of the loop of anything that happened.†¦show more content†¦I froze and feel to the ground. I didn t want to believe it. I was completely numb and I felt like I just was stabbed 20 times in the heart. He’s the type of person who was always happy and loving. I ve woul d ve never thought he would try and take his own life. I couldn’t even think one more second I got in the car and told my mom that I needed to see him now. The ride to the hospital I kept telling my mom that â€Å"I can’t live without Nick and that this was my fault†. I put all the blame on myself. I hated myself because I felt like I should ve known. I should ve said something. I wish I could’ve helped him in some way. My parents felt horrible because they didn’t listen to me that night when I came to them worried about Nick. When we arrived to the hospital I had major panic attacks in the elevator. I had hives all over my body and I was a mess. The hospital staff directed us to the ICU, where he was staying. Seeing his family in the waiting room was emotional painful to see how badly they were suffering. I wasn t able to see him because he had coded earlier for 10 minutes and they had him in a medically Induced coma. Even if I was allowed I don t think I would ve been able to see him hooked up to all the tubes and equipment not knowing if he would even survive. When his parents walked back to his room, I told them to tell Nick that I was here waiting for him. I sat in the waiting