10, It's a beautiful day, but within the peace, we wonder what to expect.  At school some ask for attention to be in detention, while others just simply pay attention.

Suddenly, the peace is disrupted by a loud door that has been erupted. For there the building is now corrupted.

 

9, We pardon the interruption, his voice screams and shouts without realizing it’s too late now.

 

 

8, Fireworks? A car? is all they hear from left to right, they know it’s here.

  From hell to heaven the teacher reacts, she shuts the door without having to turn back.

Quiet down guys, she says, but quietness is the least as they giggle and joke, many thinking this as a Joke.

 

7, They wait and wait and wait, but all that’s heard is the sound of pain. It’s

Blood dripping, a shadowy red storm, a sign of violence that’s dark and unknown.

 

6, Their faces rest, they know this is real, this is not a Joke, this is not what they expected. 

Mom, I think there’s someone in our school, I love you so much, I hope to see you soon. That is…... That can be one of their last words.

 

5, Sirens blare in the air, thank God, they’re here to save us!  From outside, they see the danger lurking around, but their nerves are the danger now. Like

Fear, a snake that goes in the ear, slithers its way into lies of doubt and tears.

 

4, They must hurry before it is too late. They pray to God that they don’t end up like the poor loving kids in Texas. They know time is ticking, and every second counts.

 

3, Meanwhile inside, the teacher knows how this may end, she hopes to get another day, to see her family and friends.

And even though she is prepared she is scared, because she knows she might have to flare.

 

 

2, It’s at the door, they’ve done everything they could!

It’s a shadow, a broken light, the one that creeps and never sleeps. The one that destruction leaves. It’s a coward that grabs and attacks, nips and grips the innocent toy souls. Anger and madness are what its fed.

 

It whispers lies of glory and fame and convinces them to take up arms. But it’s true intentions are far from noble, for it seeks only to sew chaos and destruction, to tear apart the fabric of society and leave nothing but pain and sorrow in its wake.

 

1, BANG, BANG, BANG 

How could’ve we prevented that?

0, Dear Fancy People that work in Washington, D.C,

Ban assault rifles not apps.

Ban assault rifles not books.

Ban assault rifles not reproductive rights

Ban assault rifles not health care.

Ban assault rifles not trans rights

Ban assault rifles not gay marriage.

BAN ASSAULT RIFLES

At the end of the day, it’s clear you’re not affected, and don’t even care if we’re injected. For every hand that touches a gun, a death may be upon us. Such an unprepared event can lead to losing a voice and a smile.

 An event that climbs up to the surface and hits us, slowly and painfully. Once hit, it sweeps and leaps leaving no remorse. No beauty, there lies darkness, with it only leaving a warning to change the shape of our country. If only they’d listen.