a tragic day

Today tragedy struck a town in Connecticut. 18 children are dead and another 9 adults are dead. I haven’t been watching the news just seeing the posts on Facebook. And crying with the lot of them. Some of the pictures I have had to “hide” because they are just too shocking for me to see and I cry harder. I know I am crying because it’s sad. But I am not a usual crier. It takes a lot for me to cry. I shouldn’t be crying for these children who won’t be seeing Christmas, their parents that will never see their children again, but I am. I don’t know why. You just don’t think those kind of things happen to a town in Connecticut. You don’t want to believe it because if you do, then no place is safe.

I know I am crying because I am depressed and this tragedy has stirred me up. I haven’t showered in days. Have not brushed my teeth today, though I did yesterday.  I do not know why I am depressed but I am. I would gladly give my life over to get one of those kids back. I don’t know why if there is a god he decided to take all these children home in one day. I guess they were meant for some purpose only he knows about. Least that is what I tell myself. Because I have not watched the news I do not know if the monster is dead or is still on the loose. I don’t really want to know. If he is alive, he should be shot torturously until he is dead. But there is no such thing anymore. I doubt he will be given a life sentence or even death, that is if he makes it in prison. One can only hope that those in the general population will torture him every day. I heard he allegedly killed his parents before killing the innocent children. All I know is that today is a sad day made worse with the deaths of eighteen children who lost their lives for nothing.

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  1. Having had to recently endure the fall out of a domestic shooting that left 2 people dead and countless people people traumatised, I can never be convinced of the need for private individuals to own firearms (other than specific types for hunting). Even those need to be very carefully controlled, and limited. Private individuals do not need assault rifles, or handguns. How many incidents are needed?? Take them all an melt them down. Apparently the man here had a whole arsenal of weapons that he kept in the house. I told the police to trash the lot of them. I have not even allowed my kids to have toy guns in the house. The younger one once won a plastic toy one from the school, which I smashed. In reference to your other post about mental illness and gun control; I would lock up every member of your NRA, and similar organizations around the world…and I know he world would be a safer place.

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