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Bloody Last Day---Aps Attack
With the Sun's knock they opened their eyes "wow azure sky and bright sun in the chilly December." That was a normal day in school Nothing was wrong with anything Students gathered in the main hall Were taking lessons on First Aid Suddenly there was bang.... And then not one or two but seven Heavily armed terrorists entered the hall... "Say your prayer, for your angels of deaths are here" They opened fire, shooting in all directions... Screems, bullets, blood, and bodies everywhere. It was a mini doomsday... A Qayamh in Peshawar The devils then moved to the classes A teacher was trying to protect her pupils, She was burnt in front of her students Then commandos arrived and killed the monsters, But the damage was done.. 149 died that day 144 were young students Youngest was a six gear old named Khola They left homes smiling, with dreams in the eyes but were brought back with holes in the bodies Many mothers lost their minds Many survivors still in trauma A boy Waleed Khan received 8 bullets Six of them in the face. He said, "My scars are my medals, I wear them with pride, I am a survivor, No one can scare me" It's been six years, Yet the scar on our hearts is fresh The pain won't go The smell of innocent blood is still in the air Again it's 16th December Their last day in school The last day that wasn't ment to be Sshh Listen! Can you hear them in the air... December 15th, 2020 A school in Peshawar was attacked six years ago. Terrorists didnt intend to take hostages but to kill only. It ws a terrible day
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