You are somewhere, I am here.

We were best friends. All through school, at different levels of year, we rode bikes. 
His name was Chris & his parents died one after another & he had a sister which lived in Wales & he never saw her much. He had a older brother & he lived with his ex, which he had children with too. We had our days in our 20's & 30's & mixture of relationships. Years went by & watched alot of friends & family pass away & I was interested in the paranormal. One night I heard my past friends voice, clear & loud, call my name, I spun round, no one. After that I bought a ghost box, which made things worse really, so now I use a digital recorder. My best friends brother died & my friend was saying things about him, he kept looking over his shoulder, he said there's a big figure behind him. It was his brother, listening. I have forgotten to mention that I have a half brother too & have no real father in my life. My friend went out with 2 people or more, that I warned him about & he ended up dead. I was the last person to find out. I live by the people & I know something was dodgy but the police saw nothing. Misadventure it was classed as, but someone gave him liquid morphine on top of booze, he knew my friend had been drinking. I feel that his money was the goal. Before he died, we agreed to come back & visit each other. After that day, I have recorded his voice & messages. I hear my name come from the TV. My brother died after & I've had no help & over 5 years ago I knew I would be alone when I pass & it's happening, which is worse. We begin as energy & live on & pass to energy again. There are those above us who watch, there are those who watch from below & the past. We continue to kill our world & we know it. I am sad to say that I have felt as empty as possible for years & longed to be with my friend gone. I wish humanity could return to simple life, no tech. No hurt, harmony as it was. 
Peace to all.