If I were to speak I would stutter From fear, from tears, I couldn't utter - A sound In my head, that I never heard Gunshots, gunshots Hanging on every word ****** fountains Mystery Don't think there'll be more school for me Raining on my brothers wedding Crying, crying Sun is setting White dress - Hoodie, stained with red New life begins Another ends
I attend Marysville Pilchuck High School, where a shooting took place this morning. Two were killed, including the shooter and four injured. I just returned home from my brothers wedding, in shock from this morning's events and in tears from the happiness of my brother and his new wife. I cannot reconcile these two events, these two feelings, but I've been given a week off from school to try. There will be many tears in the coming days, though I did not know the shooter or the victims personally. I anxiously await the homecoming of my boyfriend, whose comfort I require. I ask those of you willing to pray for me, for my community, for the families of the victims and of the shooter.