A Child's Laugh

A Child's Laugh

A Story by phjasmine
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What happens when a parents world comes crashing down

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I hear a child’s laugh out on the roadside and a small sob escaped my lips, the tears where tearing down my cheeks. My husband pulled me closer to him whilst we sat on the couch, he softly squeezed my arm. Through my tear filled eyes I looked down at my hands folded in my lap where I clutched a charm bracelet. Across from us on a separate couch sat two police officers; both held their hats in front of them rested on their laps. They had brought the bracelet to us they had also brought the news. Opening the front door to find the officers standing there had sent a chill down my spine, my first thought was jail, what had my baby girl done to be in jail? But being greeted by their grim faces had told me otherwise, I had called for my husband before even greeting the police, 10 minutes later they were giving us their condolences, apparently something had happened at the school where our baby went, some boy had brought a gun and started to shoot innocent kids. He had hit our baby girl in the process; we hadn’t expected anything like this, this type of thing just didn’t happen, not to kids, not to our baby girl. My husband had done all the speaking, asked all the questions; I just refused to believe that any of this was plausible. A small sob escaped my lips again as I heard the children playing outside, my husband kissed my tear stained cheek.


© 2010 phjasmine



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phjasmine
please ignor grammer and spelling

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Can't say anything ... In sobbing at the moment. Sorry.

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hey, dont really know what to say, i like writting, reading, music and art, i'm always looking to expand my writting abbilitys, i'm working on my spelling and grammer, really i am. I get most my ideas.. more..

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