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[asurash]

How do people genuinely not feel guilty celebrating the shooting yesterday? Am I just weird for not understanding? I feel so out of place. Are people excited about what happened yesterday?

A girl posted on her story (she goes to my school) about being happy that the shooting happened and saying Apalachee never cared about us anyway.

I used to play in a volleyball club at Apalachee. I made friends with some of the girls at the time. Two of them I know for sure went to Apalachee and I haven't heard from one of them. I hope and pray she's okay :-(

But I know those girls cared about me, even when sometimes they couldn't understand me because of my accent. Apalachee cared about us even for all of our fun and playful rivalry. We had a game against them coming up this month, two actually. All I was thinking about prior to yesterday was, God, I hope we can beat them.

Things are never gonna be the same. But, in short, if anyone was celebrating the shooting yesterday, my account is not the place for people to vicariously live out their shooter victim fantasies through me hahaha... haha :⁠‑⁠X

[asurash]

Kind of depressing so like don't like don't read BUT

Tumblr thinks I'm tcc and I don't know how to tell them I'm just a survivor looking for comfort in any kind of community that will welcome me on tumblr because i feel like i have nowhere else to go? Where am I supposed to go why am I supposed to be quiet what am I supposed to do with all of these feelings my school was almost next what??

[asurash]

Point of views like these are so important, more important than anyone can ever know. To know how far spread this fear runs. Whether you're next to Apalachee or halfway across the county.

The point of view from a highschooler just a couple of miles away from apalachee high school.

I was in my second period. I didn’t know what was happening. All my teacher told us was that we were on a hold: We couldn’t leave our classrooms.

I didn’t mind it tho, we were playing games.

I have first lunch, I went to sit outside. They told us that we couldn’t sit outside. My friends found somewhere inside.

I ate lunch, I had a doctors appointment later that day. I’ve been sick. Someone finally told me what was happening just a few minutes later.

They showed me then news, I was horrified.

The air seemed to change after that. Everything was tense. Even though many students were acting like nothing was happening, there was the fear still.

The intercom came on, everyone went silent. We were waiting…Waiting for the lockdown announcement and our worst fears to come true. Luckily, that didn’t happen.

I texted my mom.

I told her about what was happening, and she told me that she was coming to get me. Before lunch was over, everyone went to their 3rd period.

2nd and 3rd lunch didn’t happen.

My mom arrived. I was leaving.

When I walked out of the building, a teacher stopped me. I told him that my mom was checking me out. He let me go.

I left school with my mom.

I found out that I knew Colt Gray. He went to my school years ago. I have my year book, I see his school picture.

I knew a school shooter.

[asurash]

Anyone, please make sure you check your sources before blindly posting about what happened. Please think about your words before you go onto the internet and post them.

What that boy did to Winder, to Apalachee, to their families and parents, was evil. I ask that you talk to anyone you know personally was affected and check in on them. And please, I'm begging you, stop and think for a moment before you leave disrespectful comments here.

I saw a post (from who, I can't remember) saying what the murderer did was evil but that he is not evil. That's insane. He was failed, yes, but now he has taken innocent lives. The families are in pain. My brother cried yesterday because one of the injured was a childhood friend of his.

Also, on top of that, the apprehended boy was not the only one, though I don't see any coverage about others. Two of them showed up to my school.

Please, if you can, always fact check your sources and don't look at this situation from a point of bias. And be careful when interacting with content about what happened yesterday because Tumblr will apparently think you are a part of a certain fandom. Thank you!!

I don't post on my account at all, so this might seem really out of left field, but I want to post about it because it directly affects me and I want people who may be experiencing this to not feel alone.

Yesterday, at 10:23 AM, I was in the hallway when my school went into a soft lockdown. Not even ten minutes later, everyone in my class is told that a school only twelve minutes from ours is under hard lockdown and there is a deadly threat on their campus.

For the next four hours, my school and all schools nearby are on lockdown. We are all cuddled up in a corner watching the news as everything goes down. In those four hours, about two or so in, we go into hard lockdown because the threat is on our campus. My friend texts me and tells me they banged on her classroom door and cussed when they realized the door was locked.

Cops knocked on our door. We heard banging noises from downstairs. I still get lightheaded thinking about what happened, and I can't even fully wrap my head around it.

They told our parents there was no active threat on our campus, but the news chopper actively telling the story of what happened at Apalachee watched as GSP and other police hauled ass to our school. I was one of the lucky few who was able to leave school as soon as the lockdown came up.

What happened yesterday was a tragedy. School is cancelled for the rest of the week. I woke up yesterday morning thinking the only thing I'd be worried about was homework I hadn't finished. I left school that same day wondering what would have happened if we hadn't locked the doors. I had family members texting me begging me for updates and I was scared for hours praying my phone wouldn't die so I'd know of any updates even though I was living through what could have been my last moments.

I can't give a full account of what happened yesterday because I am shaking as I'm writing this. It feels like I've already forgotten what happened even though my brain is still actively replaying the moment my friend texted me and told me she loved me, in the case that anything happened.

My heart goes out to everyone affected. For anyone in a similar situation as me, there will be grief counselors on campus come next week. Please, if you need someone to talk to, find them. Don't suffer in silence.

[asurash]

I don't post on my account at all, so this might seem really out of left field, but I want to post about it because it directly affects me and I want people who may be experiencing this to not feel alone.

Yesterday, at 10:23 AM, I was in the hallway when my school went into a soft lockdown. Not even ten minutes later, everyone in my class is told that a school only twelve minutes from ours is under hard lockdown and there is a deadly threat on their campus.

For the next four hours, my school and all schools nearby are on lockdown. We are all cuddled up in a corner watching the news as everything goes down. In those four hours, about two or so in, we go into hard lockdown because the threat is on our campus. My friend texts me and tells me they banged on her classroom door and cussed when they realized the door was locked.

Cops knocked on our door. We heard banging noises from downstairs. I still get lightheaded thinking about what happened, and I can't even fully wrap my head around it.

They told our parents there was no active threat on our campus, but the news chopper actively telling the story of what happened at Apalachee watched as GSP and other police hauled ass to our school. I was one of the lucky few who was able to leave school as soon as the lockdown came up.

What happened yesterday was a tragedy. School is cancelled for the rest of the week. I woke up yesterday morning thinking the only thing I'd be worried about was homework I hadn't finished. I left school that same day wondering what would have happened if we hadn't locked the doors. I had family members texting me begging me for updates and I was scared for hours praying my phone wouldn't die so I'd know of any updates even though I was living through what could have been my last moments.

I can't give a full account of what happened yesterday because I am shaking as I'm writing this. It feels like I've already forgotten what happened even though my brain is still actively replaying the moment my friend texted me and told me she loved me, in the case that anything happened.

My heart goes out to everyone affected. For anyone in a similar situation as me, there will be grief counselors on campus come next week. Please, if you need someone to talk to, find them. Don't suffer in silence.

[asurash]

he thinks he's gonna eat him