Just returned from the blood-washed school that saw 148 innocent humans massacred in the name of God knows which Islam. The atmosphere loudly tells you life does not wish to return to those premises. The blood pools in the auditorium still tells each visitor that the hyenas gave a moonsoon blood bath to most of the students present there at the time. I couldnt find a foots space in the Principals office that was not sprayed with the AK 47 and the flying shrapnel from the two hand-grenades that were detonated there. I cant imagine what was going through the hearts and minds of those innocent children who tried to take cover behind the auditorium seats, floor, classroom chairs, toilets or even behind thin wooden doors.
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 11:19:36 +0000
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