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these things happened in 2013

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so every since the bomb happened every one of my friends and every person on twitter and Instagram and everywhere has been talking about this boy and how he was a great friend to them and how he’s just all around great and faultless. my mother taught his mother and she would come to uni while she was raising 2 kids (his younger brother being my old little school friend) and how proud she was of him and how hard she worked for them. the picture on the bottom left is him and his friends in the exact same place the bomb happened just moments before it went off. his friends survived but he was really injured and went into a coma. the picture on the bottom right is all his friends in the hallway of the hospital holding Qurans and praying for him. this morning news came out that he died. and I woke up to the sound of my mother crying and saying how was this his fault. and really. he’s just a teenager. the amount of people who were concerned about him was huge and that shows just how many people he has impacted during his life. I don’t know him, just his brother, but I can’t imagine the kind of pain his family must be going through, the amount of pain he must have gone through all for nothing. for some stupid politician who would have easily gone with a shot to the head or poison in his food. and now all the media are full of pictures of this politician victim and the incredible loss that it was but they haven’t mentioned this boy, and they haven’t mentioned the gardener of the place, and the government employees, and the faultless people walking down the street who died or got severely injured. these are the real victims. and I go back to the bomb that went off by my house that didn’t kill the target but sent so many of my friends parents to the hospital. and I remember all the bombs that I have been alive to see and I’m honestly just phased because I don’t understand how this helps anything. and I don’t understand how it’s fair that this boy, Mohammad Chaar, died. I don’t understand how it’s fair that his mother lost a son, and his brother lost probably his closest friend, and so many people lost a dear friend. today I woke up to this devastating news but I know that everyday I’m waking up with a fear that it will be the last time I wake up. and I’m sick and tired of meeting my friends with excitement to be still alive. because I know that excitement has gone from so many people now that this boy has died. and no one knows who is next. I hope he rests in peace and I keep his soul and his family in my thoughts. may this be the last bad news if only for a little while.

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Beirut is so pretty it’s not squeaky clean and it’s full of after-war decay and abandoned buildings but it’s so full of life and so familiar it’s just really really nice