Years of giving. And he's not here anymore. And one day … One day we learned that was the victim of a murder. It did not come, but the news came, first hand came the thesis. Poor was a terrible murderer. News spread from ear to mouth. I didn't believe it at first, but I had to believe it when I saw it on the third side of the article.
He didn't focus on the gall. As a result, he lived a life contrary to customs and traditions. He was willing: never happened. The family has no crime with the family, but the name of society is society, but only you can.
For some reason I still answer these questions in my head. Because there are too many people to blame, always being the victim of poor is painful. I agree; good sampling, but according to what. Moreover, no one has to be a good or bad example. After all, the life within us is presented in different ways.
Briefly; He died for nothing. Neither the first nor the last thing, there are thousands of anonymous victims who know what we know, and perhaps we know that we are ignoring it.
One last thing: no one has the right to judge others. After all, although we shape our lives, we will eventually survive.