"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
Kelsey is an editor at Outreach. She’s passionate about fear fighting, freedom writing, and the pursuit of excellence in the name of crucifying perfectionism. Glitter is her favorite color, 2nd only to pink, and 3rd only to pink glitter.
"Opening up like this is a moment far from my proudest. But these demons keep pressing me; I swear they're the foulest. But I've grown comfortable with their presence. My conscience is calloused. My dreams are their playground, my thoughts are their palace."
“We don’t sell pornography in the bookstore and we don’t have a Hooters on campus—we already pre-select those kind of things based on our existing values.”
"The next thing I know he’s pulling a gun and he’s telling nobody to move, and that’s when Kendrick lunged at him and he shot Kendrick, giving all of us enough time to get underneath our desks to get ourselves safe and to run across the room to escape."
