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Ok, so on December 14, 2009, my friend passed away. Not just any friend, my best friend, and he didn't die just any old way, he was killed in a motorcycle crash.The worst part though was that it happened right down the street from my house, while he was driving back home from my house. About 2 minutes after he left my house, I heard an ambulance go by my house and went in the direction that he was going. I don't know what it was that made me sense it, but I knew that the ambulance was for him. So I said to my sister ( she is also friends with him) that we had to go. She said no way that it was for him, so I said "Fine, stay here then, I'm leaving"... I jumped down almost the whole set of stairs, got a few steps out the door and then she came with me. She said that she didn't want me going alone and if I'm really that confident that it was him, then she'll go with me. So we went down the street, and what do you know? It was him laying on the ground. So I sprinted over while the EMTs were about to put him on the stretcher, and I told them that I wanted to go in the ambulance with them. They said that it couldn't happen so I tried to argue my way in but they wouldn't budge. I finally said "Screw it" and went back to my car to follow them. It happened at around 4:45, so traffic was about to start building up. I sped infront of the ambulance and leaned on the horn. Now I have a 69' Camaro with racing tunes so this thing was LOUD. On the highway exit, I accidentally bumped into another car, and motioned for them to follow. I guess that they understood that I was going to the hospital and that they had to get my info later, so they followed. On the way, my sister said that she would talk to them when we got there so that I could go into the hospital. I finally got to the hospital, did a half-butt parking job, and then ran to the doors. I got there before the EMTs, so I had to wait. There was a guy walking on the sidewalk when the EMTs got there, and he thought that I was being rude when I didn't move for him, so I picked him up by his shirt, and threw him to the side. I got in trouble for that later. Anyways, once we got into the hospital, I gave him a nice "Thanks for being my friend" speech that went something like "Chris, I know how much pain you're in right now, but I want you to know that you are my best friend, and that whatever happens, I'm here for you." I have him an extremely gentle hug so that I wouldn't hurt him, and when I let go, he said "James, I don't think I can hold on any longer. Death has a hold of me, and he has an impossibly tight grip." Those are the words carved into his gravestone underneath where it says "Last words"

All that I can say about the funeral is that I said the speech, and that they played "Somewhere over the Rainbow" By Izzy. I don't like to talk about the funeral because the speech that I wrote makes me very emotional even when thinking about it

Anyways, I don't know where he got the "Death has a hold of me" Sentence, if he made it up or if he got it somewhere, but either way it breaks my heart to know that he's gone.

I had to let the story out. It's been bottled up inside of me for too long and has been causing me to not be myself.

Thanks,
~Sordid

That really really blows.
I sympathize, I've gone through a similar situation with a friend.
I had a friend that died on September 11th of '09 in a coma exactly a week before his 17th birthday.
He had spinal meningitis and was put in an induced coma, sadly he got too much brain damage so his aunt took him off of life support.
When he was younger he lost his father, then mother to cancer, then a couple years later his uncle to cancer, and now he's gone.
It's a horrible life.
Everyone at that football game that night was silent, it spread like wildfire, it was a depressiong month...
Yeah, so that's one of many sad stories...

I sympathize you a lot. Cry if you wan to cry and try to keep the best memories of your friend.

I read somewhere that the soul of a person passed will suffer immensely if it sees your sufferings, so try to remember all good things of your friend

This is a poignant observation at times such as these:

Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way that you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Whyshould I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval,somewhere very near, just round the corner.

All is well.

Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)
Canon of St. Paul’s Cathedral

andr70 wrote:I read somewhere that the soul of a person passed will suffer immensely if it sees your sufferings, so try to remember all good things of your friend

Thanks for that observation. It is something worth remembering.

I feel for your sorrow at your friends passing. In this life, we all lose at some point in time in our lives. May you be the person your friend believed you to be and more.

I lost my best friend to difficult cercumstances out of both of our control. 10 years later we found each other again.

I am lucky I have her back in my life and could not see life without her as she is the rock that keeps me grounded. I am so sorry for your loss. It is never easy to lose a friend who is so close to you. I was lost for many years without mine but again I have to say I am lucky to have her back.

My other best friend was my dad who I lost 7 years ago. This year in juky I will guaduate from university. I promised my dad I would go on and do my degree but before I could he passed. Life goes on and we must live it as if they continue to walk beside us. I know that my dad is with me when I am sad or struggling with study telling me it will be all right.

I also know your friend is looking over you and I am sure will continue to do so until you meet up on the other side. Until then I am sure that he is safe and happy, free of pain and enjoying his new life on the other side.

Take each day as it comes and the pain does ease and you will be able to think of your friend in good ways again without the overwhelming sadness.

I will be thinking of you Sordid blessings to you and your friend.

Life is a fragile and delicate thing, and also life is very very short so make the most of it.....

I have never had a friend die but one of my greatest friends left to another state we write but may never see each other again.

So it would be wrong for me to say I feel your pain but sorrow may last through the night joy comes with the morning.