Gunpoint

Gunpoint

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Louis Pasteur once said, "Chance favors the prepared mind." Chance. That's a thought. I wasn't prepared. They weren't prepared. None of us were prepared. The one hundred and eight staff and students in East Rutherford High School weren't prepared. Of the one hundred and eight staff and students, the sixty seven people decimated by the explosion weren't prepared. The thirty two people shot in the massacre weren't prepared. Nor was the lonely boy who pierced his own flesh with the shot of a bullet after bringing down the school. And neither were the nine of us when we were held at gunpoint. We weren't prepared for a school shooting.
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