A baby was born on this day, 6.01.75,
His childhood was pretty great,
He had a lot of friends,
Parents that loved him,
And a dog that loved him.
One day that all changed,
Him and his husband adopted a little girl,
Her name was Dakota.
Years passed on and he didn't really talk to his friends anymore,
His parent lived in another state,
His dog passed on a couple of years ago.
He got news that a school shooting happened.
His heart had sunk,
He started asking the police if his daughter was okay,
They told him horrible news.
His husband got shot in the process of trying to save a classroom full of kids,
And his daughter was in the hospital from getting shot in the shoulder.
From that day on he could never forget the school shooting that almost killed his only daughter,
And that did kill his husband.
I really hope you guys liked this story, I had to write it for school. I wanted to put it on here because I thought it was pretty good. :)