Today, my friend got called to the front office. She came back crying and I asked her what was wrong, and she told me her friend had died. A few moments after that my teacher came back crying because her mother-in-law passed away. Everytime I'm around somebody, someone they know dies, and I think its all my fault. And this one time I told my friend I was sorry and he asked why? and I just said I was sorry. The next day he had a panick attack and had to go home. Another day I woke up and it was beautiful outside so I thought to myself todays a good day to die. A little later when I said that we got a phone call my mom's friend had passed away. I think it's all my fault, it usually is.