Author: Student at Roosevelt High School, Chicago
A person makes a mark in our lives.Defined by concrete and sorrow this gathering of light made a loud statement into the night.
I WAS HERE. I MATTERED.
Apparently he had been one of those rare individuals who actually believed in high school students - trusted them - talked to them - helped them be better people - listened to them - watched out for them.
The gates of heaven open wide, let angels sing another prayer for a soul surely at heaven's gate.
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