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I hurt, I just found out that a student that I've worked with at Lakeridge Junior high committed suicide. I hurt for the family that I've come to love by going to school with them and working with their children. I hurt for his friends who I know love him dearly, I hurt because I'm sure he hurt. I don't know what was going on his life, I really never knew a lot about him. I knew he was a funny kid, a true joy to be around. I knew he had a positive affect on many people's lives, including mine. He was a great kid that thought it was best for him to not be around any more, and that makes me hurt.