Coroner’s Court.

The jury's verdict was suicide. I was called, as a witness to the court’s to give evidence; I was to express my testimony to all the people in the room; the judge, the jury, Matt’s friends, his family, police officers and fellow witnesses of the dark tragedy that took place on the train tracks that day. I lost my friend in April; he had had enough of living and decided to take the nearest exit one day during the week. This was his second suicide attempt, only this time he succeeded. I knew the verdict from the beginning but hearing all the evidence allowed me to piece together a new story that I had never had insight to before, I only knew what I knew until I heard what everybody else had to say. The day was insightful, I learnt so much about Matt that I did not already know, it helped me to understand him even more than I already did; the day was painful and tragic but so very real and a great learning experience that I would not wish upon anybody.  I am reminded of Matt on a regular occasion, mostly at train stations when fast moving trains speed rite past me, I feel like I feel Matt being hit by a train; it hurts.  I understand why he did it I just don’t know why he told me he was going to do it of all the people in this world he could have told. I could not stop him; his mind was made up.