- 16 years old
- Date of birth: Mar 31, 1994
- Date of passing: Dec 31, 2010
"Weird because Sam's actually been dead to us for about this long."
"Passed by the old river walk today where we used to skip cobble stones cross' the water, do you remember that? We'd have contest to see who could throw em' the farthest and heh... you'd always beat me...
I miss you so much Sam..."
"Another year without Sam... dayum shame, dayum shame. I found an old photo from one of his favorite hobbies at the time... I share it with all his loved ones, he would have liked that."
"Truly, you were an inspiration to us all. I still remember how you would giggle at how retarded Argentinians speak.
I can't believe it. I can't believe you're gone.
I have to be strong. I must get up the next day, open the door, get on the floor and really start working hard. For you.
I'm with you all the way, Sam. Never forget that.
"I'm glad he died."
"Sam, I know it's a little late now but... it was me the whole time. I'm... shall we say, a Counter Strike Success story... I never had the chance to tell you your dear friend Vesec was actually...
I miss you. Every time I get shot with an awp in the foot I'll think of you.
And hey, you're in a better place now. No more bullies."
"Sam... heh, oh Sam. I remember the first time we met, how shy you were. You could barely steady an AK. But look at you now, all... grown up. AWPing like the man you thought you could be. You know why? Because you never gave up. That's something that'll carry in us all. Forever with you..
It isn't fair, you know. God dammit... IT ISN'T FAIR.
"Wow... You know, you gave me a lot of shit... b-but... I kind of just always took it from you. I knew you loved me, so it wouldn't matter what you said. You were there for me, no matter what happened. It won't... IT WILL NEVER... EVER... be the same...
Miss you Sam. I love you.
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