I feel so small. i don't feel like my prayer is getting anywhere. Like when your little and you know there's something wrong, and you keep asking but the grown-ups won't tell you what's going on. Is there something bigger than this- I mean, is there a point? Is there some big secret that no one's letting me in on, i mean, everything those kids worked so hard for, their whole lives, was stolen away in less than a few hours, and they had no clue it was coming and there was no way they could've stopped it. So what was the point, i mean, you are building up your life, working hard for grades that will get you into a good college for a good future- it seems like their work just never paid off- so what's the point. I mean, you work so hard for something and then what- it's just... gone. It's just so fragile- like this hunk of meat is the only thing holding me here- it's just too fragile. So was all the work worth it for those students who died- i mean, i doesn't seem like they really got to enjoy life. I mean, is there a bigger plan around this or was it all for nothing?
sorry to be such a downer.