When one of my best friends died, I found him. He had passed away in his sleep of a congenital heart defect. His roommate and I called 911, and I, in shock, gave them his parents' address so they could go break the news. I called my partners and told them. We convened at my apartment, and began the process of telling others. I emailed his thesis advisors, one partner called his work to tell them he wouldn't make his next shift, the other called her sister/his other roommate, who had just started a new job that day to tell her what she would be coming home to. Then we three started the slow process of telling everyone else, mostly over the internet while trying to hold together and do things like clean up his stuff. It was surreal.
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When one of my best friends died, I found him. He had passed away in his sleep of a congenital heart defect. His roommate and I called 911, and I, in shock, gave them his parents' address so they could go break the news. I called my partners and told them. We convened at my apartment, and began the process of telling others. I emailed his thesis advisors, one partner called his work to tell them he wouldn't make his next shift, the other called her sister/his other roommate, who had just started a new job that day to tell her what she would be coming home to. Then we three started the slow process of telling everyone else, mostly over the internet while trying to hold together and do things like clean up his stuff. It was surreal.
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