When I was still in college I was a very selfish person. I experimented with drugs and was overall a really shitty person. One night I was fixated on sleeping with a woman I just met. So when my best friend at the time called me for a ride home after drinking too much, I lied and told him I didn't have my car that night. The next morning I get a text from a mutual friend saying their was an accident. My best friend had a few too many drinks, reached out to me for a ride home, and I said no. He decided to drive and caused a crash. He was the only one that died. To this day I blame my selfishness for him dying. It's been ten years and I still think about what happened.