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a typical day of high school

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this is not for attention, reward or even to raise awareness.

in april of this year my school went into a lockdown because of a shooter inside the school. this is literally just a super short thing to explain how it felt ig.

pretty boring, im no poet, but im just trying to get it out.

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it was only eleven in the morning

when i looked out the window

seeking an escape from algebra

the sky was blue

the clouds were sparse

eight cars flashing red and blue

were lined against the far building

 

it was only eleven-oh-one we were in lockdown

eleven-oh-one in the morning,

blinds were shut

doors were locked

we were huddled

among our fellows

in the back of the class.

 

we sat in the dark,

afraid

confused.

they never told us why we were in lockdown

only half an hour into the silence,

only through social media,

did we learn that someone

had a gun.

 

two hours later, the lockdown is lifted

no casualties

some dumb kid with too much ego,

caught running

after learning consequence

for the first time.

 

it was only one in the afternoon

classes continue,

no school is cancelled

and i think to myself

distantly

that i missed lunch