Why?

We have this sense of false security, not aware of our surroundings, hoping that everything will be alright when you know life can change in an instance. For our friend not only did she have to live through the hatred of it happening to her once but twice and the second time she wasn't the only one involved :( Her life changed again and the life of her daughter altered. A 15 yr old girl who will never be able to forget that very tragic day for the rest of her life, innocence stolen from her by a piece of shit human being who has no regard for human life at all. My stomach twists in knots just thinking about it as I am told what has happened I can't help but get teary eyed and hug my children close. I'm in such pain for them and at the same time thanking our stars that we are safe and made more aware that life changes in the blink of an eye. What we once thought was secure, safe place to be is nothing but a place for broken and stolen realities. My heart goes out to them, aches for them, and mourns the loss of innocence stolen out of malicious intent. In a world filled with such horrible happenings why does it always happen to such good people?