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January 5, 2012

He was found collapsed in his home early that morning and was rushed to the hospital, where he was declared dead. The cause of death has not yet been identified.

It was a tragedy and a great loss.

David was an excellent student who got a perfect score on the SAT and had a 4.6 GPA. He was a peer counselor, Academic League captain, Science Olympiad president and a member of quiz bowl. He qualified for the U.S. National Chemistry Olympiad and was a U.S. Physics Olympiad semifinalist. He was a varsity swimmer. And he had just been accepted into MIT.

But these are all things I’ve read in articles. I’ve never met him. I wish I had. Everyone said he was a great guy, someone who could truly change the world. Just a couple weeks ago, I bet few could appreciate that, in a lot of ways, he already had. Who could foresee such a tragedy? Who could foresee someone so inspiring, so essential vanishing from their lives? On that day and in the days to come, there would be lengthy posts on Facebook commemorating him and students bursting into tears in class.

I, as a stranger, could never write anything moving enough to express the deep sorrow that those whose lives have been touched by him are experiencing now.

But in its own way, from this misfortune comes a love story.

This is a love story because it is the collective aching love of friends and family who have lost someone dear to them. This is a love story because of all the emotions and thoughts that have been sent to him, wherever he may be now. This is a love story because he was loved.

Rest in peace, David. I hope our love has reached you.

You will never be forgotten.

by anonymous