“As I stood over her and spent those last few minutes with her, blood was cascading down my legs and onto the floor. I didn't care - my womb was crying. Everything about me was crying. Watching them wheel her away broke me. My life ended then and there."
“I hadn't seen him in nearly 13 years, he was 4 years old then, but everything seemed to fit… I slowly walked over to him, and his family. I slowly approached him, and when he looked at me... I shattered the ice."
"Part of the alert that the school sent out yesterday said ‘Run, Hide, Fight. Riley chose to fight and was fatally shot while attempting to physically confront and stop the shooter."
"It doesn't stop the void that will forever be there, but it does bring a measure of peace. They are praying and hoping that they will be able to be reunited with him and see their son."
"Today our students participated in a Walk Up instead of a Walk Out. They were each given 17 sticky notes to symbolize the 17 lives lost in Florida and encouraged to leave 14 notes for students and 3 for adults that would brighten their day."
"I internally went from 0 to 100 real quick. My child is one of only 2 black children in a class of 23. Being transparent, I immediately went to the 'why is my black son being put on the front line?' (Just being real)"
"I'm preparing myself for the school shooting. I can't wait," he wrote. "I need to get the biggest fatality number I possibly can. I need to make this count... I'm learning from past shooters/bombers mistakes, so I don't make the same ones."
