This man's life

Wrote this hurriedly while I was in the bus this morning. I learned of the news as I was about to leave the house to go to work. I can't make sense of what am feeling and so I had to write.

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A neighbor whom am not close with was shot pointblank at the nape last week while walking drunk outside their house (which is two houses away from ours). Rumors said he died instantly, others said he's 50/50. Some say he deserves it for killing innocent people too, I say give him a chance.

 I often see him weekends drinking with the other tambays in our neighborhood. He's a little bit boisterous, maangas if you may, but not in an offensive way, at least to me.

I once overheard him coyly reveal that he's a hitman. Another inuman he was taking pride on how good a factory worker he Is where he dared challenge the approach of the foreman & that he's one of the best (jeans ironer, dunno what it's called) in the factory.

 He's   been in jail before for some crime which i remember he's guilty of. There's also a time when he and another neighbor harrassed a chicken delivery boy, asking for free chicken. The boy asked them to wait until he's done with the delivery, but the two won't, and  stabbed the boy. I heard the boy died. The neighbor who killed him ran away, while the innocent neighbor got jailed.

He's 25, has a wife and three very young kids. He is now dead. I wish I can say that these are all fiction and just a by-product of my usual far fetched imagination, but I can't. It's as cold blooded as true. And what's fact is my heart hurting.