OK. This is a blirp that I was inspired to write after we had a lock-down drill at school. I hope you understand where I'm coming from.
Warning: This piece of writing deals with a sensitive topic that some may find upsetting.
Written 10/12/06
I hear the announcement to clear the halls. I quickly finish drying my hands, throw the paper towel away, and back against the cement block wall, parallel to the door.
‘God calm my soul’
I’m not scared as I’m sure others are. I’ve made a point not to think that this "couldn’t happen to me." I’ve thought about how I would react, how terrified I would really be, especially after the last few weeks.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
I jump and my heart pounds at the sound of the gun fire.
‘Please God watch over us. Please don’t let anyone be hurt. Please, God, Abba, calm my soul.’
My soul does calm. I would be a wreck right now if I didn’t have my faith, if I didn’t know God was with me. I take a few deep breaths to try and slow my heart, but it’s no use - someone is screaming in the hall.
BANG!
The screaming has stopped. I pray more. I take a few more deep breaths.
"Check the bathrooms."
My heart pounds again. The door flies open and a masked man walks in holding a hand gun. He turns to me and points the gun at my head. Suddenly I’m calm. God is with me, within my being.
I close my eyes...
I forgive him. He didn’t hurt me. God is with me.
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Her body slumped sideways limply, leaving a wide streak of blood on the wall. And he left back out into the hall.
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