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Once I read these words I couldn’t shake the feeling of those echoing rings as parents sobbed on the other end of the line. Like a seed, the pain grew into a single take that hoped to get past finger pointing around gun control. That noise on the news is a way to escape the tragedy, helping us look away from the carnage and find new ways to not imagine our loved ones waiting to be carried off.

w i n n e r ↔ c a n n e s l i o n ↔ d a & d p e n c I l ↔ v i m e o s t a f f p I c k

β€˜The cell phones in the pockets
of the
students
were still ringing
when we were told that it was wrong to ask why.’