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When my 15-year-old son Ben passed away, I braced myself for the crushing weight of grief.
What I hadn’t expected was to discover who truly stood by us—and who vanished when the tears dried. Weeks after Ben’s death, my own family asked for the college fund I had saved for him. I agreed, but only on one condition—a condition that revealed their true priorities.
My name is Scott, and I’m a single dad. Six months ago, I had to say goodbye to my son Ben. The funeral was filled with tears and well-wishes, but that support quickly faded. Phone calls stopped, visits disappeared, and texts went unanswered. Everyone left… except Daniel, Ben’s best friend.
Ben had fought a heart condition for three years. Every weekend without fail, Daniel—tall, quiet, and always present—came bearing sketches, comic books, and laughter. He spent countless hours by Ben’s hospital bed, holding his hand and sharing stories to brighten the darkest days.
Before Ben passed, he looked me in the eye and said, “Dad, promise me something. If I’m gone, give my college fund to Daniel. He deserves it more than anyone.” I promised.
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