r.i.p. vladi

The funeral is over. Another horrifically sad event. I can't begin to imagine how much God cries over these kids because my pathetically human heart is broken. We brought a truckload of kids from the street to the cemetery, and I watched them bury another friend for the second time in 3 months. The way I see it, the devil is trying to kill off the kids one-by-one. Marcos was stabbed in the heart and died in July. Vladimir's stomach was cut open 2 weeks ago, but he was recovering at the hospital when the demons convinced him to throw himself out of a 3rd story window. That's how he died, and it just makes me sick. He was one the kids that I knew really well, and I saw so much good in him. I know how tormented he was, but I always had hope. I can't believe his life ended this way.

R.I.P. Vladi.