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Sandy Hook Elementary

Ploop Plop I flopped down onto the black leather coach Wee Snaw I inhaled deeply Slowly i twisted my head to the right The AT&T remote control lay blocked Umph An attempt to get the remote; I succeded Click Click Click I changed the channel "A shooting at Sandy Hook" the weatherman said "Elementary students 6-7 shot, gone, and dead" Utter shock filled my mind Slowly I pressed rewind "6-7 shot, gone, and dead" The newsman repeated Again and again I began to lose control Instantly I'd felt panic My child, I thought I grabbed my keys and began to run towards my car Ring, ring, ring it rang several times I stopped "Answer the phone" I thought Chink, I answered "Susan" "yes" I replied. "She's gone."

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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