There is a hole in my soul.
An empty place where my friends once played.
Stolen, ripped out by a stranger with a gun.
Why?
How could this happen?
Innocent eyes, trusting, closed forever.
I don’t understand.
Grown-ups, once pillars of stone, tremble and hold us close.
They are anxious, shaken.
So am I.
Insecure.
Lonely.
Empty.
alkaplan 
Well said.
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So sad.
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Imagine having Sandy Hook Elementary School put the sign:
CLOSED PERMANENTLY.
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Jesse McCord Lewis became a hero on the Day the School is Shut Down.
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