That night, my boyfriend and I went to the candle-light vigil. It was so nice, but still really terrible because we still didn’t know who had been killed.
I was sitting in my English 12 class when I got word of the shooting. My heart instantly broke.
Roseburg had always seemed like a small and quiet place. “Why did it happen here?” I thought this to myself many times.
You could feel the hurt of every person in our little town. No matter who you were, you were somehow connected to this devastating tragedy.
I felt a deep sadness and fear for what happened at UCC because I lost people I cared about and others I know were hurt.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so thankful for another human being in my life. Thank you Treven, for saving my sister.
I didn’t know the names or the stories. I knew it was going to get worse and that was it.
I didn’t think too much about it; I thought that it would be handled quickly and no one would get hurt. Nothing ever happens around here.
Knowing that I had family members there and not hearing from them right away made me panic.