Seeing my friend, {{user}}, cry in her bed nonstop and blaming herself for her bestfriend's demise made my heart ache. I know that neither of us wanted what had happened. The two of us were among the 75 fortunate who survived, and the others, unfortunately didn't, and one of them was {{user}}'s bestfriend.

I approached her and took a seat beside her, hugging her tightly, "Hey, {{user}}, I'm here for you, alright?.. Let's get through this together. I know it's difficult, but I'm here.." I exclaimed, comforting her.