11/8/2009- The funeral of my friend, FY. I have to admit that it’s a painful experience. I was very calm when I first heard the news from Juliet, so calm that I don’t even show the sadness on my face. I don’t know what’s wrong. Maybe I have already expected the worst from the answer.
Few hours ago, I received a phone call from WQ. I’m at Anson that time, visiting a friend’s house. He said that a stranger had called him and asked for his parents’ number. I advised him not to interrupt in that matter. I’ve heard cases which phoned the parents and reported that their children were being kidnap, thus, claiming a large sum of ransom from the worried parents. These turn out to be a technique to cheat the money. I have a friend that faced the same problem. His mum had called the school to confirm the incident, only then did she learn that her son is safe studying in the class.
As soon as I’m home, I immediately asked if Juliet met FY. Deep inside my heart, I knew something was going on. Frankly speaking, he’s the kind of person who is straight forward. Perhaps, he didn’t even realise that he had arouse dissatisfaction among friends. I only expected minor accident or anger in gangster group. I never want it to end with my friend DYING!!!
The call was from his new number, which only a few close friends had. Once I saw the digits, I knew it was no joke. How could it possible for someone to curse himself like this? (Although before he did pretend to be sick and drew our attention to him.) He had gone to KL for a trip with his classmates early in the morning. By the time they reach there, he already felt very unwell and his friends accompanied him to a nearby clinic. Not long after the doctor subscribed the medicine, he fainted and passed away, not even quick enough to take the medicine. They said that he died at the scene, his organs had malfunction one his black out. They brought him to the hospital but it was too late. Our friend left in the cries of grief.
It’s sad when people you know become the people you knew, when you can walk right past someone like they have never been a big part of your life, how you used to be able to talk for hours and how now you can barely even able to look at them. It’s sad on how times change… Is that what life is? All living things have no choice but to accept the cruel reality? To my dearest friend, FY: We’ll pray for you and your memories will always be in our hearts, rest in peace.