Worst. Experience. Ever.

it was the last semester of my senior year ('06) and i was just turning 18.

i call my best friend of 4 years to see if he wanted to hang out after our finals. (he was also my first love...very long and romantic story. in the end we decided not to be "together" but he was still the closest person to me)

his older brother answers the phone crying. in a shaky voice i ask "is jay there?" he says "he's dead" and sobs, and hangs up the phone. i felt the warmth in my body being sucked out of me, and it has still not returned. he fell 70 feet onto concrete.