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On September 13th, I woke up in the best mood.
It was a late start, so I got to sleep in. Not only did I get my full eight
hours of sleep, but an additional two more hours as well. I got ready, danced in
my room to my favorite music while I picked out my clothes, made my lunch, and was
on my way to school. I arrived at 9: 50 a. m. Little did I know, in the next 20
minutes, my life would change forever. As I got out of my classroom, there he was,
holding the gun.
Although everything happened so fast, in a matter
of about 4 minutes, I remember it clearly. I remember every face I saw, and I remember
every sound I heard. I remember the fear and the panic of the unknown. And lastly,
I remember running. Running for my life. I ran down the stairs, out of the school's
front doors, and down the street to the primary school. I remember looking down
at my feet. As I looked down I thought to myself, "How am I running so fast?"
I finally made it to a safe classroom, and 20
other students and I settled in for lockdown. We stayed close to one another and
cried. It felt as though the tears going down our faces would never stop. We passed
our phones around to text our loved ones that we were safe and that there was a
school shooter, shots were fired, and 4 students were injured thus far.
The lockdown lasted about 30 minutes, even though
it felt like forever. Our headmaster made his way to our room and explained that
the shooter had been caught and we were all going to make our way to the football
field.
