by: Rhea Nayar

I also, worry about school shootings

Those who’ve witnessed one, see their school like a cold war

Others feel like they’ve been hit by a car a million times

We worry if we’re next

Those who’ve been injured will hear gunshots like a loud thunder

Boom.

Their families cry in fear

They see a gray world

The world will forever be devastated

How can one hurt the world?

Those who’ve lost someone feel every night is being stabbed by pain

I also, worry about school shootings