It’s been a really rough few days and I really didnt want to talk about it but here I am. His name was Coby and we were both 15. We met in the 1st grade 9 years ago and have been friends ever since. We did stuff like play video games, play outside and just goof off or whatever. Things were great. I recently moved to Gorgia 2 years ago and had to say good bye to him, but we still called each other everyday over Google Hangouts. We slowly stopped talking about a year ago because we both got busy with high school and had stuff to do. But a few months ago, he video called me from a hospital bed. He had lung cancer. Even though he never smoked he had lung cancer. I felt so sad that day and had really bad thoughts. He told me he would definently get through it and I really did want to believe him, but deep In my heart I just had a bad feeling. We started talking alot again tho. Last week he passed away. I felt like I could have been a better friend as we had a fight going on before I moved. I’ve spent the past week just grieving. I’ve been on reddit alot because that’s was one of favourite things to do together. I’ll always remember him. R.I.P Coby 😔🙏