My stomach dropped. I thought maybe there had been a mistake. We all sat silent, everyone texting.

When I first heard there was a shooting at UCC I immediately thought of my dad. My dad works there and he was at UCC that day.

A student stepped out of the classroom and quickly came back in grabbing her stuff. When asked what was wrong she replied there had been a shooting at UCC.

A girl in my senior government class ran out crying, informing the class that there was a shooting at UCC where her mom worked.

Hearing about the shooting was shocking, to say the least. My mind immediately went to anyone who could have been there, and anyone I knew.

I first heard the news about the UCC shooting was when my friend received a call in class from her family about the shooting.

When I first heard the news that a shooting was occurring at UCC I felt indifferent. I didn’t feel that I had fully grasped the entirety of the situation.

It was strange seeing how a normal day turned into panic and chaos so quickly. What happened still seems unreal to me.

It was just a normal day in class, until all of us started getting texts and phone calls about the current situation.

With the loss of nine people, the community had to go through the long and arduous process of grieving.