Today I read a horrible story (warning about clicking on this link, it is really detailed and horrible) about a girl that was kidnapped and tortured by 4 boys (possibly more) for 44 days. I often read sad/ bad storied like this but this one really hurt me. One of the first things that comes to my mind is the fact that is someones child! I think of her as my child.
I could never have so much hatred for someone that I would want them dead. What is wrong with people? Could a situation ever be so bad that you can not just ignore it? What happened to respect and love, not just for people but for life in general? Who do these people think they are that they decide when someones life will end?
2 comments:
Oh my god. I read the story despite your warning. It's one of the worst things I have ever heard.
Agree! Obviously
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