I was a freshman at the time. I was fourteen years old the date was 10/20/17.
I got out of the car and told my dad "I love you," for me that's normal even though my dad and I were a little grumpy and mad at each other I still said it. Then when I thought he didn't hear me I said it again this time a little more forcefully "I love you," he said it back and I closed the door and he drove away. I stood and watched him drive off going to drop off my little brother. "I love you," I walked towards my school with an odd sense of dread I couldn't quite place.
-Izzy🖤
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I survived a school shooting
Non-FictionMy story of surviving a school shooting and the aftermath and affects it's had on me and my family ( and I know no one is gonna read this so whatever lol).
