I got up I started running he started shooting like like 10 times he shot at least at least 10 times and then I ran to the back of the class room I died behind the desk and my teacher had got in front of me like he was guarding like the gunshots was so close to me like my ear started ringing real bad like the whole classroom was smoking like and everything and then um I got when when they F when he finally um got out of the classroom my teacher started barricading the door with discs and um bookshelves and all that and then and then I had got up when I had got up I had saw I had saw one of my classmates on the ground bleeding so bad and then when I had I had moved myself to the other side of the room because I when the the um bookshelf I was hiding behind it was right in front of the door so I had moved to the other side to like this side with my friend I was checking on my other friend cuz he got grazed in his leg leg and then it was a white girl that was in front of me she got shot in her leg and stuff and then my other friend got shot in her stomach and it was just so sad stuff like that are you okay yes ma'am that's a lot to process yeah and you're so young you're how old 14 that's so much to have to process in class where you're supposed to feel safe yeah how are you doing now I mean what's going through your mind like it just keep replaying back in my head I just thank God that I wasn't the one that got hit you know like in the midst of all of it happening I was just thanking God cuz you know he had his hands around me and stuff like that cuz I could have been the one that got hit cuz I was right there he could have easily got me but God had his hands around me