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It was a rainy Friday night when my family went to church, having not a clue what was in stored for us. It was then that I first heard about Vasiliy. He, handsome, six feet, eighteen-year old, with sparkling blue eyes, was in a hospital, unconscious. Nobody knew what happened to him but the thought of death never crossed our minds. He was a great friend of mine, who I trusted and respected with all …

…while ago he was alive and talking to me. Whenever I flip the pages of my album and a picture of him pops up, it brings me back the painful reminder that he will never join our group, and I will never again see those sparkling eyes. The harsh reality in life is that death doesn’t wait for people to get old to take them, but young people should always be prepared to die!