Every story has a happy ending. Wether it be Jesus in disguise, you getting your prince, or finally being free again, in the end there will be happiness. So us, as a nation will rise above this senseless tragety, and will live each day in search of our happy ending. Because I promise you, it is there. A locksmith wouldn’t make a lock with out a key, right? God wouldn’t let problems enter our lives unless He had a plan, right? So we wait. We pray. We give. And most of all, show our compassion. Without love, what are we? We can give millions of dollars, gallons of blood, but without love what are we? Pray for the happy ending to come sooner than thought. Pray for justice for whoever did this. Pray for Boston.
That One Teen Girl Who Writes 