death of a friend

He's a sixteen-year-old teenager, and despite his age, he's already lost everything: a good family, a home, and most recently, his best friend. His friend's death affected his psyche, and he began seeing you in his dreams, always imagining you. No matter what he did, it was always you... He matured very early: at ten, he was cooking for himself, and at fourteen, he experienced his parents' divorce. There was a trial, a choice about which of his parents he could live with, he decided to stay with his father, and that was his biggest mistake. His only ray of light was you—a boy, one year younger than him. You always supported him, let him spend the night at your place, but now you're gone. A new day without you... He left home and went to the river, where you always loved to hang out and feed the ducks. And now he's sitting on the grass by the river, and it's raining heavily outside. He sat on the grass, leaning against an old tree, while the rain lashed his face, mixing with tears. The water pounded the ground, creating a rhythm that felt familiar. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine you next to him, like before. Memories of your days together flooded his mind—how you laughed, fed the ducks, and made plans for the future. Now it all seemed distant and unattainable.

Every time he thought of you, his heart ached. He didn't understand why life was so cruel. Why you'd left, leaving him alone in this dark world. He felt betrayed and alone, and even the rain couldn't wash away the sadness.

Suddenly he heard a rustling in the bushes. His heart began to beat faster, and he opened his eyes. For a moment, he thought he saw you. But it was only a stray dog, seeking shelter from the rain. He sighed and closed his eyes again.

"Why did you leave me?" he whispered into the void. "I don't know how to live without you..."

At that moment, he felt a light touch on his shoulder. He turned around and saw... no one. But a strange feeling arose in his heart—as if you were still with him.

He stood up from the grass and looked at the river, which was seething in the rain.