Last night, I got a text message that shook my world. My sister and dad informed me that my uncle was ambushed and was killed in the Philippines. My uncle is a doctor and owns a hospital. The motive of the crime is still yet unknown but we have a sketchy hypothesis of who the culprit was. I can only write up to here until further investigations materialize. So my duty last night was to inform my 2 other uncles who are doctors themselves in Indiana and Pennsylvania to pass on the message to other relatives here in the US. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but of course every family member deserves to know.
My uncle had lived a righteous life. He is a good man. He was able to make good money and still have his conscience. The problem is with the envious people around him. This is one situation that gave me more reasons to just stay here in the US for good.
We came from a poor family. My grandparents started off as peasants but intelligence runs in our blood. Why is it so hard for other people to understand that even when you succeed, you can still have a good heart.
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