“So the fall of sixth grade I was still obviously very young, but it is something that has haunted me forever. Like nightmares, like crying myself to sleep bad. I was at my neighbor’s house and we were playing games with each other. It was fun and three people who will remain nameless, they said ‘what if we locked one of our friends in the shed?’ And I was like ‘haha’ and then I made a joke that was like ‘get in there.’ He complied, and he got in the shed and I locked him in there, and it was supposed to just be a funny joke – only for like 3 or 4 minutes. I forgot about him, and I went to my grandma’s and he was still locked in there, and this isn’t even my shed, it’s my neighbor’s shed. I forgot about him there and my mom called me when I was at my grandma’s and she had asked me what I had forgotten. I said ‘I don’t know, maybe my toothbrush or something.’ I wasn’t thinking, right? I forgot about my best friend and she told me to come home. So my grandma, we didn’t speak, she didn’t talk. My mom told her and she didn’t talk to me. She brought me home, and I didn’t end up staying the night there. My best friend, who was also one of my other neighbors, was having a party at their house. My mom made me go in there and apologize in front of everybody. And when we came home, the scariest part was that my mom was obviously so angry but she didn’t show it, and it was really scary. We’re still best friends; he accepted my apology. But I’ll never get past that. I don’t know if I can. That was- That was awful. Yeah, that’s my crippling guilt,” said Frosh. Micheal Siersma.