Silence Again

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The sound of gunshots ripped past my ears. I have never felt so afraid and out of control. My eyes welled with tears before I even had a chance to comprehend the enormity of the situation. It was like the emotion broke the sound barrier of my understanding and I was shaking on the ground without a sense of cause.

Another shot pierced the silent halls of the school. 

Why did it have to be today? 

Why did it have to be my school?

Why did I have to be the only one to die?

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