Five years ago I lost a friend. He was working construction over summer break and passed up a chance to go on vacation with his family. That morning started out like any other. He went to work but would not return home. At the end of the day his coworkers left the construction site. My friend had forgotten something so he went back up on the roof. The supervisor waited for him so he could lock the gates. My friend never returned, so the coworker went looking for him. He was found dangling over a hand rail on some steps. I will never know if it was an assident or if it really was suicide. I truely believe it was suicide, but I will never say that to his parents. He was having troubles but hid them well, as we later found out. I just feel for the family and will never forget him.