Last year, 2 students at Wyatt's school died. One had swine flu, and another (a kindergartner at the time) had a spontaneous ruptured spleen. So much tragedy for such a small school in a small town.
Sunday, there was a horrible car accident that took the lives of 3 students at Wyatt's school. I have to say it is one of the worst accidents I've ever heard of. I think that really means something, coming from someone with my experience. 2 of the boys were brothers. They were all in their teens. The police can't even say for sure who was driving, as the bodies are all too damaged. There was a fire. The students were told that the boys died on impact, but a neighbor heard screams, which is what drew his attention. The licence plate was so damaged that the boys were identified by an LMA book that had flown out of the car. The police officer called the principal and they figured out who the boys were. Such an awful tragedy. I can't help but feel grateful that it didn't touch Wyatt personally. Dropping him off at school, I have to walk through the middle school hallway. It was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. I have faith that those boys are resting peacefully. Hug your loved ones a little tighter...noone is guaranteed another day
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