Most children don't wake up one day and decide they have a dream, a destiny to work toward. Most meander along, watching life pass by, believing they have years to worry about their dreams. And then life stops. And the dreams are unfulfilled.
Thousands of children die every year, every month, every day in horrible, horrible ways. They might die by gunshots. Or car accidents. They might be abused, raped, and tortured--and then die. Some are starved to death or locked in dark closets. One child I read about froze to death. Another was drugged. Some die from bombs or other forms of terrorism. For every child who dies, a dream is unfulfilled.