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 …showed first 75 words of 1194 total…

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