Yesterday I get to now that last Friday eve a child I knew died in an shooting accident. I didn't actually knew him so well, but my town is so small I had connections to his family by many ways.
   At first I felt just dullness. It was somehow absurd. It was until I saw the news about the accident it was starting to feel real. It's funny how those tragic news that media is full of feel so different when you now the people behind the story.
   When we first heard about it it was so hard to believe. My brother told he has saw the boy just yesterday, Friday afternoon. It's horrifying to think how easily everything can end.
   Now all I can do is to pray strength to the family.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

- Macbeth