As I head towards the building,
I am turned around by a crowd of people
Running,
Screaming.
We all funnel into a building
And hide in our classrooms under desks,
As if those will protect us.
I head loud noises through the door,
A painful combination of screams and loud
I think to myself,
Is this it?
Is this how I die?
I get so caught up in my thought,
I didn’t even realize that the commotion outside has stopped,
It’s silent
Except for a few hushed cries
I see a soldier through the door window,
He opens the door and is greeted by screams of relief and terror
He tells us to come with him
That we can leave.
I stand up,
My legs shaking
My heart pounding.
I turn and look at the calamity all around me.
Broken windows,
Blood and bullets on the floor.
It only gets worse as I walk down the hallway.
As I step outside,
I’m greeted by warm sunshine
But it doesn’t feel the same as it did before,
I don’t feel the same as I did before.