A couple days ago i came home from courses at 9 pm and saw two weird looking people at our place. The moment i entered the apt. they walked out, taking my dad and brother with them. It really freaked me out to see those people at my home so late in te evening. I asked my mom what was going on and she said that those two men were policemen and it was about a boy from Denis's class they had some questions about. When later that night they returned they said that the boy had been missing from home for 3 days and now they were seeing all the school kids and his friends asking about his possible whereabouts.



Oh my God...It has just now turned out that that boy had killed a man on the highway. A taxi driver who decided to give him a free ride to the city in the cold rainy night. The taxi driver who told him a story of how his son was studying in the city and how he had no money to pay for his education so that he had to drive in between his village and Petro at nights like that for his son's sake. Oh my God...He gave the boy some money when he learned that the boy had run away from home. And this jerk killed him with his grandfather's gun, hid the body in the car and drove around the city for two days more. 15 years old. what could possibly be a bigger tragedy? why would that even happen? what's wrong with the world? after things like that, like the 11th of september with people jumping out of the windows in desperation and Vietnam and Cambodia, and Iraq, and Afghanistan and the Nazi death camps and this 15 year old boy killing the kind soul how do you Lord even let us walk this planet? Oh my God...how?