Not Just another Day

Every day we wake up and go through our daily routine. We complain about having to get up early and either go to work or school. Every day we take for granted the fact that we are alive. For most of us, Friday morning was just another day. But for families in Connecticut, it wasn’t just another day. It was a tragedy that no one should have to go through.

          Friday morning 27 people died. Friday morning 20 children and 6 adults at an elementary school were shot and killed. Friday morning a 24 year old man caused a tragedy and then committed suicide.

          It doesn’t make sense. How does someone take so many lives and then take their own? How does someone murder innocent children on a Friday morning just weeks before Christmas?  It doesn’t make sense.

          I’m sure officials will conclude that he had mental issues. But is that really enough? Is that going to make those 20 sets of parents feel any better about losing their children? NO. The answer is no. It’s not going to make them feel better or understand why this happened to their children. It doesn’t explain his reasoning behind it.

          Because an event like this is so unheard of and tragic, people throughout the nation have heard about it and have been affected by the story. Although, most not directly affected, they take it to heart. Everyone can relate and be sympathetic to a story like this in some way. After hearing something like this, parents definitely have the right to worry about their children going to school next week, especially the families that have kids enrolled at the school in Connecticut.

          The person that did this took not only lives, but people’s sense of safeness and security at school. School is supposed to be a safe environment, especially an elementary school. But now, for these kids, it is going to be a place where their friends or teachers were killed. It is where they were forced to leave in a single file line with their eyes closed. It is their worst nightmare playing over and over again in their head.

          It doesn’t make sense. How does someone shoot that many people and then themselves? How does someone take such innocent lives? Can someone’s life really be that bad? Because of this one person, December 14^th will never be just another day.

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