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Oct 2014
If I were to speak I would stutter
From fear, from tears, I couldn't utter -
A sound
In my head, that I never heard
Gunshots, gunshots
Hanging on every word
****** fountains
Mystery
Don't think there'll be more school for me
Raining on my brothers wedding
Crying, crying
Sun is setting
White dress -
Hoodie, stained with red
New life begins
Another ends
I attend Marysville Pilchuck High School, where a shooting took place this morning. Two were killed, including the shooter and four injured. I just returned home from my brothers wedding, in shock from this morning's events and in tears from the happiness of my brother and his new wife. I cannot reconcile these two events, these two feelings, but I've been given a week off from school to try. There will be many tears in the coming days, though I did not know the shooter or the victims personally. I anxiously await the homecoming of my boyfriend, whose comfort I require. I ask those of you willing to pray for me, for my community, for the families of the victims and of the shooter.
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
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