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While my teacher began the lesson
Before we heard the cry
Whenever she sensed our fear, she protected us as time went by
Until our classroom door flung open
A bullet turned this nightmare into reality

As tears stung my eyes
While the screaming continued
Since my teacher protected me
Even though her heart stopped beating
As the screams faded away
I call myself a survivor and remember the eyes of my angel protector



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TheEpic95This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Apr. 16, 2013 at 1:24 pm:
It is indeed heartbreaking. This is good, especially the first half. I admire someone who can write from another's point of view, it isnt a skill that comes easy with me.
 
nikki1 replied...
Apr. 27, 2013 at 6:20 pm :
awee thank you so much. that means a lot!!!
 
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