Sandy Hook

On December 14th, I was born. Fourteen years later, one tragic event happened this same day, which was the shooting at Sandy Hook. This event terrorized many people. When I thought about it, all I wanted to know was is the shooter in jail? I think about those children who lost their lives and I instantly want to cry. These were precious lives that were lost. These children will not be forgotten. Families will remember the happy moments of those children's lives. Always remember that these children were special and their lives were not worthless,despite what the shooter thought.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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