He is not here anymore.

This story is about how Louis and his best friend gets through an accident.


1. Crying.

Me and louis were best friends; we hung out every day.One day we went for coffee, and since we lived in opposite ends of the city we took the bus. So louis and I went our ways and said good bye. He went on the bus and I walked. The next day at 2:00 a.m. I got a call. It was the boys asking if louis was there. I said no and went right over, and we talked  and I said after we had coffee he took the bus home. We called the police and the next day I got a call and so did the boys. It was the police saying- "I am sorry, we have found him and he is in the hospital. he has brain damage."

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