A week and a half ago my neighbors directly across the street experienced a huge tragedy. Their 13 year old son passed away in his sleep. He told his friend he had a headache and he was going to take something for it. No one is sure what he took, but the next day he was gone. Beautiful boy, with jet black hair. Always skateboarding or snowboarding. Looked like Jake when he was little. His name was Connor.
He left behind a brother, 9, who I'm sure doesn't know how to live life without his protective older brother.
What a blow to their quaint existence. I'm not sure how you would go on.
Pray for his mother. Think of her. I don't know what else to do...
UPDATE: Here's the link to his story.