And to think I was going to write something about everything meaningless. Its just...so. *sigh* Sad. Michael deserved to have his dad, he's an awsome kid. I should've let him call me...I knew there must've been a reason... I don't know what to do Hugs are nice. But... I just...I just can't do anything. I'm so sorry R.I.P. Michaels dad I know he loved you a lot...But God's taking you home... I am sorry Michael. Edit So he told me he OD'd. So I'm really scared now. But I can't do anything because I'm not right there and I can't explain things. And I'm really scared cause I don't want to lose a friend. And I need some help. Edit...again He didn't get to say goodbye and I'm crying over a man I didn't even know. Edit for the third time Just to make it clear...Michael's Dad died of cancer, and michael told me, that he OD'd...as in Michael did. But he also promised me that he threw it all up...and he's still here this morning, so I guess he did. ~Katie