Out of the three people killed in the bombing in Boston, one was
a child.
An eight-year-old little boy called Martin
Richard.
He was waiting at the finish line to hug his father as he
finished the marathon.
His father walked on, he went back to with his mother,
brother and sisters on the sidewalk.
Then the bomb went off.
His six-year-old sister and his mother were both badly hurt
(his sister lost her leg, his mother has an
injury to her brain)
but his father, brother and other sister were uninjured.
This is one family's story. One family whose lives will never
be the same.
This is one story out of over 140.
(http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/lookout/eight-old-marathon-victim-mother-severely-injured-154456313.html)
im not trying to say its not sad or anything, cause its truly heartbreaking.