This weekend we went to a funeral of a young boy (18 years). No, I did not know him, I met him when he died. He was a young boy hanging around with his friend and did what most boys do at that age. Unfortunally they got in to a fight with other young boys which they knew, and the other boys had to "finish unfinished business" from two years ago. They finished it with a knife. So this weekend we went with a lot of children of the boys school to the funeral. The ceremony took place at the parents house in a tent. A lot of singing and praying. The ceremony took hours but still to short.....the same as the boys life.
The boy (17 years) who killed him is in jail.
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