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It first started back at the adult school I'm currently attending. It was around 10:00 in the morning when I was standing next to a wall in front of the school. Me and a few other boys were looking around to see if there were any other people trying to attack us. We stood together as people were walking around the school.

There were a group of boys who passed us. They were teenage boys looking for trouble. Lucky for us we also had a group just in case one of them attacked. It's not something that would happen in waking life. The group of boys walked over to the side of the school, next to the road, and we watched them to see if they were staring at us or giving off any unusual attention.

I never hang around with anyone in reality. Something a few minutes later occurred. There was a man in front of the school, an old man who looked to be around 50 years old. He pulled out a gun a few seconds later and started shooting up the school. Everyone was running scared, even my group. The first moment I heard the shots, I ran back to a thin alley way behind me. I ran as fast as I could. While running I thought about the possibility that this could be the last day I'd live. I followed the people in front of me. We all ran the same direction and as I was running I only thought about the fear that this shooter is coming after us. My only goal was to get the hell out of there as fast as possible!

It started to rain right after we left school property. It was also gloomy and depressing as we were running for our live. Me and the rest already knew where to go but we had to make sure we didn't run in to the shooter. We came across a few homes and apartment buildings around the area. At one point, we did see the shooter again and when we did, I knew I was the one he was most interested in. The dream was over when I was about to enter an upstairs apartment building.