There Was Just a Fatal Shooting At The High School I Graduated From
What a surreal feeling it is to have typed the headline above and know it to be true. What I find almost as sad as the shooting that just took place itself is how often in today’s world a similar headline is typed. How numb we’ve become to the words school shooting, the same ones the media tries their damnedest to sensationalize. This wasn’t a sensational headline, it’s just my reality.
A 32 year old man was shot and killed just outside of the gymnasium of where I went to high school, three blocks away from where I live, in the very same spot I pass almost everyday on my morning run.
A fight broke out while there was a basketball game going on inside the gym, a fight that resulted in a man’s death. One I imagine was over something so minuscule and senseless, even the shooter who managed to get away won’t remember what it was over in a month. Yet a human being lost their life over it.
The school was immediately put on lock down, which happened once when I was a student there as well. A fight broke out as I was eating lunch and a student tried to grab the gun off of the hip of the officer who did his best to break the fight up. An all out riot broke out. I immediately left, went home and watched the rest from the safety of my couch. Luckily, nobody was seriously hurt that day.
