Overdue

 Close you eyes and imagine:

You're nine years old. Remember? School is almost over and the summer is here. You are looking forward to riding your bike to friends houses, water balloon fights, the ice cream truck. Probably trips with your family, maybe to another state or country. You might be less excited about those, but you'll still have fun. Adventures.

You're half-focused on your teacher, but mostly gazing out the window, where the sun is shining and adventure beckons. Your classmates are at varying levels of concentration-look around, see them looking at the teacher, staring at the clock, surreptitiously putting their things into backpacks so they can dash out the door as soon as the bell rings, into the sunlight. Into adventures.

Do you remember being 9? Did you like your teacher? How about your classmates? 

Fear. Gun. Help. 

Nothing.

Remember?

This has been swimming in my head for days. I had to get it out.
 
How do I tell my four and half year-old about this? My beautiful, wished for rainbow baby. My only child. How HOW do I explain to her that this happens and the adults DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO STOP IT? How do I explain to her the precious Second Amendment is more important to too many people than her life? 

Please tell me. Because I don't know how.