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Personal Narrative: Aids
I have to say Aids is the worst and horrific killers I have witnessed in life. Ron came to stay with me in his last year of life. I watched him suffer, cry and fear death, regretful and unknowingly spread this deadly disease to several married men. Staying up until two and three even four in the morning, while he told me of his experiences in life and as a child and growing up and what happen to Keith. The molestation, how and where it took place and who did it. The reason he disappeared for ten years of his life, living off the streets, eating out of trash cans. Heavy dark secrets that haunted him; frighten to reveal and take action against these people who tormented his mind. The stories Ron confessed are extraordinary, maddening and reprehensible.
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