Well, I guess the only trip I'm going to take now is from this earthly world to what Mama promised would be a lovely Paradise. I really thought being with my mother was the only Heaven I ever needed. I asked to see my younger sister before I die, but she was so badly burned from the bomb that hit us that she cannot be moved. I can't be moved either. My father is unconscious, I heard the doctors say, and I wish he would wake up before its too late to see him one last time.
Peace is the inherent right of all children.
My leg hurts so bad, but Mama said I don't have a leg to hurt me. It was blown off. My stomach hurts too. I am leaving a world that is cruel to children. It is also unjust.