I forgot my best friend's death.
So recently I've been having bad nights, and I had a dream about a boy called Con. I knew I'd met him before, I was sure it wasn't just a dream. I remember me and him when we were seven, at his house we were BFFLs. But he got ill, and I wasn't allowed to see him for a few months. I begged my mum to visit him, and forced her into the car. We arrived at his house, and his mum was outside in floods of tears. There was a moving truck outside, and when I went into his room it was empty. Just gone. Then I woke up. That morning I said it to my mum, "Did we know anyone called Con? Blonde hair, nice.." And she said they were old family friends. I said, "Oh where do they live now?" She turned away and ignored me. She just said "Get ready, you'll have to go to school soon." And left the room. I forgot my best friend, and the fact he died. I felt horrible, and I keep seeing him everywhere. I can just picture him in my mind, and I start crying in the middle of my lessons. It's a nightmare!