I grew up in the suburbs of the Washington DC area, Prince Georges County to be exact. I went to the best (literally) high school in the county -- Eleanor Roosevelt High School. Even though I've seen a fair share of after-school fights consisting of hair pulling, heads being brushed against the concrete, and the most craziest scene - a girl slammed her car into a group of girls who she was "beefing" with and getting her ass whooped by the same group of girls 5 mins later, I NEVER had to question my safety within the four walls of my alma mater, nor did I ever think of what to do or where to hide in case our school was under Code Red.
C'mon, let's face it, none of us took emergency drills seriously. I know I didn't, becuase what were the chances of being in such a situation? It seemed impossible. We saw fire drills as a way of getting a 15 minute "break" to walk outside and bask in our usual high school mannerisms at our designated meeting areas (i.e: the football field or school parking lot). Don't get me wrong, we had a few classmates that were not normal, or exemplified the profile of an anti-social student whose motives we could not decode. I honestly think it was the grace of God that during my four years in that PG county high school, I was never subject to hiding under my desk or frantically texting my mother telling her that an active shooter was in our hallway.
As a high school student, I have NEVER been at the mercy of a gun.
Unfortunately, that was not the case for a high school whose city was voted the safest city in the state of Florida.
On February 14, 2018, students began to round up in class, waiting a couple of minutes for the bell to ring so that they could leave school for the day. I'm sure some of them had evening plans for Valentine's Day; a teenage couple going somewhere to eat and watch a movie -- or perhaps someone them planned on going to church in honor of Ash Wednesday. Only for a stupid, bewildered racist and self-loathed bigot of a 19-year-old to march through the doors of the high school that expelled him, armed with an AR-15 assault rifle, making pit stops throughout as many classrooms as he could, spraying life-altering bullets through the heads, chests and other body parts of innocent children and faculty members. I was reading though multiple blogs and held my breath watching videos of students fidgeting with fear as they held their hands up while evacuating, and the dead bodies they had to pass on their way out of the school building. My heart bled. My heart sank. My mind began to overcrowd its space with the following questions:Who was the Uber driver that gave this idiot a ride to school? Did he or she not know or suspect that their rider was holding something the size and shape of a rifle? Did he or she not suspect that anything was the matter? Will the Uber driver in question have restful sleep knowing that that he or she involuntarily and unintentionally aided this fool by giving him a ride to a place that would never be the same? How is it that the family he was living with KNEW he had a gun and didn't give him the ultimatum of staying in their home on condition that he refunds his gun to the shop that sold it to him? Common sense wouldn't allow me, sober or drunk, to harbor a person with a GUN in my house!
What were going through the minds of parents and relatives searching frantically for their children, especially when each call and text message sent to their children went unread and unanswered? What about the families who waited hours after other children have been reunited with their families, only to be told that their children, their husbands, brothers, sons were caught by the bullets of this psychotic bastard and their lives were cut short?
How are the mothers of the deceased coping? Have they slept? When last have they eaten and enjoyed their meal? How are they coping, taking trips down memory lane, down to the moments that they tested positive for pregnancy and the very day that the now-deceased was born. Where do they begin? How do they cope knowing that this maniac FORCED them to say goodbye to their loved ones? How is there the slightest possibility that the FBI recieved numerous tips regarding this mentally deranged coward and they never did anything to monitor and stop him?
Why do you wait for fire to appear when the smoke gave you all the evidence and warning signs that you need?
What was going through the head of this maniac? Didn't he fully understand the repercussions of his deadly actions? What made him think he could commit such an unforgivable act, then blend in with the very students he had every intention to kill?
The most important question that yet lingers through my mind: WHAT IS DONALD TRUMP DOING ABOUT THIS? (I'd rather not address him as President Trump because he doesn't behave like one). The mother of slain teen Alyssa Alhadeff said during an interview with CNN "President Trump, how would you feel if Barron was shot in the head, in the heart and in the hand like my daughter? Think about it, then speak." Those words echoed in my head and it made me wonder, one -- why does Donald Trump pretend (so "bigly" and "hardly") to be sym/empathetic to these hurting families, knowing that he supports the right to own a gun because the National Rifle Association aided his presidential campaign? Does he realize that he just lost the state of Florida in the 2020 Presidential election with that stupid address of his, saying that mental health will be a priority for his administration -- not mentioning a WORD about gun control?
Donald Trump -- these people don't need your stupid apologies and condolences. Get your sloppy behind off your $5,000 gold chair at Maralago Resort and MAKE GUN CONTROL (OR BANNING GUNS ALTOGETHER) YOUR PRIORITY. Pass an executive order that every school in the United States be equipped with security detectors and armed police officers or military personnel. You want to talk about repairing our infrastructure, HERE'S A START! You want to make America great again? HERE'S YOUR CHANCE!
Perhaps begging Donald Trump to do this would be equivalent to talking to a brick wall.
Perhaps we will never know the answers to these questions. This is why we are human and God is God. But I advise that that we all pray for the families of the 17 victims, that God grants them eternal rest, and for the surviving victims: that they recover fully and lead bright and promising lives.
To the students and staff at Douglas High School, SISTA GIRL & the rest of the world is praying for you and your community. I can't even imagine the pain and trauma you are passing through. Keep your heads up. The sun will shine again.
Nikolas Cruz -- the human part of me wishes the absolute worst for you. I hope the same way you slid through the cracks of the FBI is the same way you'll slide through the cracks of the suicide-watch you're monitored by. Your public defender thinks they can swindle the public by telling the media that you're a broken child. You haven't seen broken, you scumbag. A child living in a war-infested country, finding ways to survive off of scraps they found in the trash, THAT'S a broken child. A young innocent children who have been molested and raped within inches of their lives -- THAT'S a broken child. Perhaps if you had the chance to live through the eyes of children hawking in the streets in my native country Nigeria, you wouldn't have called your adopted mother such degrading names because she grounded you and took away your X-Box. One trip around the world to see REAL broken children, and I bet you would've . thought twice than to give your adopted mother the kind of stress that took her to her grave. Oh how I wish I could just knock you across your face, remove my belt to flog you for your stupidity and scratch your eyeballs out for the hurt you've caused these families. However the Christian part of me -- the Christian part of me prays that God shows mercy on your evil tormented soul. Nonetheless, I sincerely hope you get the death penalty. These families shouldn't have to bear the annoyance of their tax money being used to pamper your stupid behind with three squared meals in your jail cell. Mentally-ill my black ASS!
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May our children grow and live with purpose without their lives being cut short by the hands of evil. May such a tragedy never repeat itself again.
Xoxo,
SISTA' GIRL
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