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Bernard

The phone rang at exactly 7:34pm this evening, and I heard your crying voice. My smile suddenly faded away, as I asked you what was wrong. You said, "You know Bernard, our close friend who loved life and also wanted to prosper, the one that was in so much pain? He passed away a minute ago, and we'll never get to see him again.

7:41pm: Someone just informed me about the sudden death of one of our close friends, Bernard, who was about my age. I couldn't believe it. My inner soul was shaken and I gradually sank deep into my tearing heart
Written by Ayodele234 (Osaretin Ayodele)
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