In 4th Period when people started finding out about the shooting it seemed as if it was a dream.
Every person had the same scared, blank stare. It felt as though it was’t actually happening.
The only sounds were those of worrying, calling and crying. Only pain and anxiety… For those who lost a loved one… Stay strong.
I was registered to be in that exact class in Snyder Hall. I would’ve been in that classroom with the others. This really hit me hard.
Once people were able to contact it gave you hope that it would be not as painful. Several people did not return contact…
The news reporters just wouldn’t stop. They were ruthless… Different views on certain issues tore us apart again. Why?
The college that I had planned to attend gave me a fear I had not prepared for. If I was just a year older, I could have been in that classroom.
The halls were flooded with tears and the silence… I have never heard a silence like this.