Reflections: More Violence, Less Lives

Not a dessert, just some thoughts.

Sadness. Confusion. Heartbreak.

On Wednesday, a gunman entered Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School and pulled out a semiautomatic AR-15 rifle.

With that weapon, suspect, Nikolas Cruz, killed 17 people.

17 people. 

These people were children, brothers, sisters, students, faculty — human.

This was the 18th school shooting in America for the year 2018. We are still in the month of February.

When I think about horrific, tragic events, such as this, I think about how many moments these innocent people have lost. These people will not be able to graduate high school. These people will not be able to discover the world. These people will not be able to reach their notions of success. These people will not be able to hug their loved ones. They are dead; they are gone. 

The victims in these events are not the only people marked with this terror. Think of their families. Parents have to plan their children’s funerals. Siblings have to accept that they will never be able to hug their best friend. Pets will no longer be greeted at the door. Their lives are transformed forever.

My heart shatters into a million pieces thinking of this.

Every morning, I wake up and I see the words “attack” and “death” flashing on my phone. The sad thing is this is becoming as normal as brushing my teeth or combing my hair. I am unfazed by these devastating words. I am beginning to accept them. I am moving forward.

That is not ok. 

The normalization of crimes that elicit death, blood, and heartache is wrong; it’s unacceptable.

I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to help. I just know that this needs to end. A place that students go to learn and to explore the value of knowledge should be safe. It should be comforting, reliable. It is now marked in red.

We need to address gun violence. We need to save our friends, family, and kids before it’s too late.

I decided to write this blog post to express my raw emotions; this event, like all violent shootings, has left me confused and heartbroken. I am tired of waking up to yet another shooting. If you are someone who does not care about the gun issue — imagine your child in a classroom with a gunman. Imagine your child next to his best friend surrounded by a pool of blood. Imagine identifying your child’s body. Is that really what you want?

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