Six Years Old

I went to a new school

When I was six years old

One day our teacher got a call

Hide. Is what we were told


Kids went under desks and into closets

Hide anywhere you can!

I couldn't think of where to go

I remember seeing a man...


I couldn't what was in his hand

But it made a great big sound

Then something hurt inside my chest

And I fell to the ground


Daddy stopped talking then

Mommy always cried

I'm not sure what happened that day

But I'm pretty sure I died.

This poem is about: 
My country



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MMy name is Sara Given and I am the teac her.

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