100 Days in Hell
Bring them home now.
Not a single day has passed since October 7 that I have not cried. Images of the women being tortured and raped recurred in my mind so often that I would have to find a quiet spot in a store to openly cry. Now I only cry at home, at night. I cry and I pray.
One night in November, I cried almost all night. I could not get the images out of my head, and I did not try to. I will not forget them.
Bring every single one home.
Eight sentences. Not bad.
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