Who’s Hurting Mother?

In the middle of the night, butterflies were trapped in my room. I saw it fly above the ceiling, it was hidden in my bookshelf. I think they are stuck among books. I inclined my toes through the room. I am very quiet. But there is no butterfly. I think that rabbits are scary. A rabbit hopped on my wall. This is a rabbit and not a rabbit. I do not like rabbits. Only rabbits. Hello. He is gazing at me. I can see his eyes. He is a blue polka dot pink rabbit, and he asks if I can get a carrot.

My niece sat in the room every week and refused to meet the man who hurt her mother. My nephew was hesitating a good version of his father's behavior trying to find the answer to his father's last attack. For victims suffering from trauma, our trial system is overwhelming. People who are forced to be completely unsafe whether they have children or not will give up the trust on the system and escape completely. This in turn may lead to abduction and accusations of abandonment of children. For these survivors, even if they lend a helping hand, this is a double loss scenario.

But today, my heart hurts now. I feel the pain of my mother and father who died my daughter. After watching the shooter put his sister in front of him, her brother soon solved the shooter's problem. Christina, all the people related to her personality and her voice, and all that we are doing will hurt. I adhere to your loved ones, people. Please do not think it is natural. Have I asked myself why her death had so much effect on me? Amid the recent tragedy, why is this squeezing me? Last night when I heard about Christina, I was watching a movie. How she played in Orlando, captured in an hour and a half, a young man of the same age shot her and killed her before committing suicide. I think that we are all trying to understand why this is the fact.