Despite all the drama that has gone past and all the threats that disappeared, my teenage friend, who I mentioned I was taming in past entries, has not entirely come out of the woods.

A month or so ago, my friend's school was holding a family day. My friend's parents were killed by a serial killer ten years before, so the constant reminders of his parents being dead were like daggers to his heart. That night he went to the local cemetery where his parents were buried. Another friend of his was also there, which is why I know about what happened there.

Suddenly, he was attacked by a man wielding a knife, who claimed to be the brother of the guy who killed his parents! Someone else was also on the scene, and he helped my friend fight off the attacker, but was killed. My friend then got out his own knife and tried to fight back. At one point they both stabbed each other in the heart at the same time, and both fell. The Ambulance was called and both were rushed to hospital.

My friend's attacker died, but my friend JUST survived! He was put on life support, and awoke days later. He was unable to move or even talk for about a day later. When he was finally able to talk to me online, he told me the days he was comatose went by in an instant! He passed out at the cemetery, convinced he was gonna die, and then woke up an instant later in hospital, thinking he was in Heaven with his parents.

Before long, he began to lose his memory. The doctors said he had only a month to live, and he would gradually lose all his memories. The last time I spoke to him before he forgot about me, he had forgotten about the Internet, and he only remembered me as "Machop". Because I was going by the alias "Machop_Fan", he thought I was someone different! 40 minutes after the end of the conversation, he forgot about me completely... or so we thought...

Apparently someone in another ward had a poster of a Machop on their wall (don't ask me why; Machop's not that popular a Pokemon). When my friend saw it, he paused, as if those memories of me were still hidden in there somewhere...

Another close friend to both of us soon came in with a sign of hope: he may have simply had Retrograde Amnesia, which was only a temporary form of memory loss! This would later ring true, as his memories did slowly return, and it was revealed that he would survive! The only thing he had not forgotten during his Retrograde Amnesia period was how to make music. I doubt that'll ever disappear.

Soon, my friend got out of hospital, and things were surprisingly eventless from there. However, he did do something (for some reason I forget what) that got him a 1-year good behaviour bond. His popularity had also disappeared: everyone had become afraid that if they affiliated themselves with him, they too would die.

Later, his friend (the same one who saw him get attacked) moved away, and his adopted sister moved in with her father. Her mother is going somewhere for Christmas, so my friend will be alone on the day. He tells me he will spend it at the cemetery with his real family.

He told me this morning that he was considering giving up rap and becoming a policeman, so no-one else would have to go through what he went through. He also plans to start TAFE soon, and study IT, since he has an interest in computers. We'll see what happens in due time.