George my Good Friend
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George was a young man full of hope and dreams. There was always something he had to say about every single aspect of life. He knew a lot about politics, football, games, the country, economics, and almost everything I could think of. He was a genius. The first time I met him in my first year, during 100 level, I admired him. I admired his enthusiasm for life, his gifted nature, and his dreamy perspective.
However, as we moved into 200 level, I began to notice a mental shift in George. He didn't always behave the way he used to. His speech changed too; he seemed different, almost like someone who was becoming unwell or perhaps struggling with depression.
We reached out to George's family and expressed our concerns about his increasingly troubling condition. They assured us that they would take care of it. However, when the next semester rolled around and we were supposed to advance to 300 level, George was nowhere to be found.
We tried contacting his family again, but they were not forthcoming with any vital information about George's whereabouts. They acknowledged that they had taken him somewhere for help, but they offered no updates on his health or progress. Their only response was that we should pray for him.
George was my good friend, or rather, he is my good friend and I haven't heard from him in almost two years now. I truly hope he is doing well and that he is safe.
However, as we moved into 200 level, I began to notice a mental shift in George. He didn't always behave the way he used to. His speech changed too; he seemed different, almost like someone who was becoming unwell or perhaps struggling with depression.
We reached out to George's family and expressed our concerns about his increasingly troubling condition. They assured us that they would take care of it. However, when the next semester rolled around and we were supposed to advance to 300 level, George was nowhere to be found.
We tried contacting his family again, but they were not forthcoming with any vital information about George's whereabouts. They acknowledged that they had taken him somewhere for help, but they offered no updates on his health or progress. Their only response was that we should pray for him.
George was my good friend, or rather, he is my good friend and I haven't heard from him in almost two years now. I truly hope he is doing well and that he is safe.