i’m at a loss of words. one year later and i’m still in shock. one year ago, i got the text i hoped to never receive. i got a text saying my friends’ lives were in danger, there was a man with a gun in their school. i remember feeling my phone buzz during class, and decided i didn’t want to read through all the snaps. i remember walking out of school, getting in the car, and seeing my mom’s scared face. she asked me if everyone was okay and i knew i needed to check those texts. i remember seeing a familiar name in the list of victims my friends were sending. i remember walking around camp and seeing alyssa’s name tagged, in the brody, in the minsky, on my cubbies. i never thought this would hit so close to home.
to eden, sarah, and sam: you are the strongest people i know. i can’t imagine the pain you are going through. but you girls have never stopped fighting for what you believe in. i admire you so much. this past year has put so much stress and responsibility on your shoulders, it has tested your limits, and you still stood tall. you never fail to amaze me with your strength. i’m proud to be your friend.
one year and students are still dying in schools. one year and nothing has changed. one year and the memories of the 17 angels still live on. the memories of alyssa, martin, nicholas, jaime, luke, cara, gina, joaquin, alaina, meadow, helena, alex, carmen, peter, scott, aaron, and chris will forever live on. because the kesher will never be broken. because we are forever #douglasstrong.