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What Could have been?


In a country so poor, where they have nothing more then what they have now. You wonder how it could happen to them with one single snap; Mother Nature came in. With one little shake; Lots of people came to an end. Friends calling out to people they will never see again. Families Lost. A battle well fought. With one little shake an earthquake did this. Houses,buildings where people live in; all crumpled down on top of them. Kids suffering under the concrete floor they have nothing anymore. No family or friends. Just the sad memory of What could have been. One little girl so young, so brave found in a hole after two days; she had no way to escape. She was in so much pain, but wouldn't say a thing. One of her legs stuck under some rocks. Oh, the shock on the men's faces, when they saw her still alive. They did all they could to get her out. Every move they made she gave out a shout. She yelled so hard. The pain it was to see the bruises on the little girl's body. She was covered in dust; from head to toe, her little reading glasses on the tip of her nose. The rocks underneath her shallow her leg whole. The cuts on her shoulders... The look in her eyes, fear the wetness on her cheeks tears, but she still stayed strong. Hoping nothing would go wrong. They got her out. But it was too late. In that hour of that day; the little girl past away, right there she lied were she said her last words: "Mamma, please don't let me die!" In a country left all alone hurt, sad, homeless the dead gone forever, no sound to hope for. The only thing they have now is the Lord above all; but still I wonder how this could happen to me! What did this country do to make it so unclean? People living on the street, kids alone to face the world. No hope was given. But still I wonder, What Haiti could have been...
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BNOUN01
This is for the people that died in Haiti,my family and friends. A special acknowledgement goes out to "the little girl" that had to die. You inspired me. Rest In Peace...
BNOUN01
I was inspired to write this after I heard what happen to my family in Haiti. I was afraid for my family and when I saw pictures of what the earthquake did I...I can't express what I felt...I just had to write what I felt...How you like. Comment if you can.Thanks. :)

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