A Teenager kills his friend in THE US

A teenager named Tristian(16) kills his friend who's name is Siller(17). According to Susan Wesolowski, a family friend,''Siller was a person full of life.'' She also says that Siller comforted her and her husband after their son was killed in a car accident three years ago. "Bubbly, happy and just a happy go lucky person who would do anything for friends."
Friends say Siller, a high school senior, was set to graduate from Spring Ford High School in Royersford, Pa. on June 12.

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