Turtles School

Date: 6/2/2021

I was over at my grandmother's house. We were preparing for my graduation. I was hanging up shirts, and was growing annoyed that I kept putting them on the hanger backwards. Eventually time came for us to go to the school to drop me off for graduation. I got dressed and went, but left my service dog at home. We all got sat down, and I decided to sit to the far right in a line of three desks, with a desk between me and another student. There were maybe 40 of us. This set of 3 desks were covered in this girl's stuff, including mine. It had her phone, drink, and a couple odds and ends. I told her I wouldn't touch them, and she said, "Yeah. Don't. Don't want covid." Eventually one of her friends moved them. I got out my laptop and my water and her friend complimented it on having a pink background. I thanked her and checked my email despite being told to study for a final gameshow type game with a cash prize. I was too distracted. I had received an email from a kid named something like Hunter Barnet. It said 'Come to school tomorrow. I'll be shooting :)'. This obviously freaked me out. The girl's friend and I were trying to decide who to send the email to to let them know. The principal was there, but after she called him an egg, we agreed he would just get scared/sad and go home. We forwarded it to the super intendant. Then, an emergency alarm went off. They were trying to get us to leave, but we were terrified. The girl's friend and the principal went out despite knowing there was probably a shooter out there. I started freaking out and having a panic attack, especially once I heard a gunshot. I got into a cabinet, pulled out a blanket and wrapped it around my shoulders. A younger man who was graduating with me had me sit down with him, and he coached me through it, getting me to take deep breaths and do 10 to 1 thinking. I calmed down and he let me rest my head in his hands while I focused on a kalidescope type appearance behind my closed eyes. Don't remember how it ended, seeing as the rest was less eventful than the upcoming slaughter that I had missed due to being woken up.