Just a week after our 12th board exams finished, a rampaging truck killed Seya. Her fault? She was just walking on the footpath. Apparently, the truck driver was drunk enough to lose his senses and rammed right into her.
I cried a lot. It was not like I really missed her, but it was shocking to have your best friend dead with whom you have spent so close times. Nevertheless, I was sad. Later that day, I went to hospital, but doctors didn't let me in saying her body was beyond recognizable. However, I didn't listen, and rushed into the ward.