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you to live." With that statement it all made sense I was wasting my life and I was abusing my body... Badly. The sound of the ambulance sirens made me turn away from the old man it squealed into the parking lot on the other side of the park. "I wonder what happened?" I asked but when I turned he was gone walker, tank and all. I looked around but he was gone so I got up and headed towards the ambulance where a small crowd was gathering. I neared the group and asked a woman "What's wrong?" to which she replied "A man has had a heart attack!". A very strange feeling crept over me as I closed in to see and when I positioned myself to a place that gave me a glimpse I couldn't believe my eyes for it was the old man that I had just been talking with, he was laying on the ground pale as a ghost. I could see his walker was overturned and the tube from his oxygen tank was tangled on one of the legs.

"Oh my God is he alright" I called out to the men working on him desperately trying to revive him but they soon stopped "He's been gone for too long" one of them said while the other looked at his watched and stated "Time of death, 11:11 AM".

I didn't stay a second longer, I left and didn't look back but I often return to that park and I sit on that very bench. I think to myself and wait for replies but I guess the teacher has retired his class, not to worry I have many lessons to learn in this life and they are all just as urgent and revealing as the revelation that "Everything happens for a reason".

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