I lost a friend who I could call a best friend, we met during our 100l in school and I’m now in 300l ever since we met we pushed each other to be the best versions of ourselves. We had so many revolutionary plans. I cry everyday, I can’t even go a minute without picturing him in my head. He died in my arms and all I could do was watch 💔. I’ve been traumatized for life I just can’t think straight and I don’t have anyone to talk to. It’s eating me up badly. Death is so cruel