Dawn Weiss carries a bullet around inside her every day. Doctors said it would be too dangerous to remove it, so it's always there, a constant reminder of the violent attack she endured in May. As if she needs a reminder. She already has the wheelchair (which she now must use because she's paralyzed), the dozens of medications (to combat a long list of medical problems as a result of the shooting), and the emotional scars on her two young daughters.

You see, in May, four teenagers decided it would "be cool" to rob Dawn Weiss and her two children when they were in a friends' home in Virginia Beach. The attackers all had guns, and when Dawn tried to get away to protect her children, the teens opened fire on her. They sprayed five bullets into her neck, shoulder, and chest.

It's a miracle she didn't die. But the damage those bullets caused is irreversible. They ripped apart the Weiss' lives. Her husband, Mike, who was serving in Iraq is now her full-time care-taker. Her little girls are struggling in school, have nightmares, and can't stand the sound of ambulances. Dawn will no longer be able to enjoy her 10-mile runs or independence. She can't even dress, bathe, or care for her children alone.

The bullets also struck the attackers' families. I sat in on Vicktor Stine-Cunningham's sentencing and listened as his mother tried to describe her guilt. She's already battled cancer twice, and now she must fight every day to try to understand why her little boy would pick up a gun and rob someone. How he could have been involved in such a vicious attack on a mother and her two daughters.

Two families. Five bullets. Dozens of lives that will never be the same.