April 2, 2025

I could hear someone dragging around a suitcase on the other side of the door. “Something is coming and I don’t like it”, I told my friends who were hanging out in my room. The sounds of movement gradually got closer as I ducked behind the bed and armed myself with a metal spoon. Moments later I heard the door open and a short rip of bullets rang through the room. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do, but knew that I had done too little.