The sound of gun shots are still ringing in my ears, and my chest is heaving with sobs. I once again peer down at the bloody bodies that lay before me. My parents and sibling are gone, and will never return. I mourn over the loss of there souls, ideas, and dreams. My mother will never again comfort me in hard times. My brother will not be able to help me or annoy me. My dad will not be there to put a smile on my face even in the hardest times. I am alone without anyone in a huge cruel world. Alone always alone no one is there for me I am alone. My world silently crumples around me my spirit is shadowed by fear and hate I am alone my mind repeats it to me like a broken record. This is because I am broken and aloneā€¦..