Y'know… when I pictured myself on the last day of camp, I didn't imagine it to be anything like this…

I'm sitting in a white corridor in a hospital – God I hate hospitals and yet… I've been coming here every single day – but I'm not alone. His older brothers Ricardo and Francisco are here, so are his parents.

My family would have been here too, but I told them to leave.

This was something I had to do myself.

"Violet…" a nurse called from the doorway. "He's ready to see you now."

I stood up from my seat and nodded. Slowly, I made my way over to the door to see the boy I loved, my best friend, lying in a hospital bed due to an accident on the first day of camp. I may never get the chance to see him again…

But I shouldn't start here, I should start from the beginning…