The man who abused many of his family members over many years, finally passed away.
Was I sad? Not even a little bit. Was I happy? No, there is no joy in the death of a wicked person,
just relief that they cannot hurt anyone else anymore.
On his death bed, just hours before he died, he still would not admit that he had raped his own daughters,
he told her that he would haunt her from his grave if he could.
Some people are pure evil, and deserve it when they die.