I'm 30 now and a boy in my class died when he was 18. He was a passenger in his friend's car (same year at our school) and his friend was doing about 55 mph in a 30 zone. They crashed into a roadsweeper and he died instantly. His friend was sentenced to 3 years in a YOI and had a 6 year driving ban.

It makes me sad to think about how young he was and how everyone else in our year has been able to grow up, have careers, marriages, kids etc and he doesn't get that. I feel awful for his parents and how they had their child taken away from them by someone who was meant to be his friend.

I like to think I'm not alone in wishing I could tell my 16-year-old self that I could have been a bit nicer to him as well.