Description
What would you do if someone died right in front of you? Would you save them? Or let them die. Friday... Everyday seems like a horrific begin but a starting of a new day. Sometimes I have flashbacks of guns being fired, swinging of broken lights creaking as their being shot at, and kids screaming in a muffled tone followed by feet pounding the gym floors trying to get away. My body covered in trembles trying so hard to cover my whimpering mouth gasping for air without making a single sound under a broken wooden desk. Teachers going back and forth throwing everything in their power, dodging bullets, and striking back with more power. It just wasn't enough. Viewers discretion advised. This book deals with gun violence and adult language.
Intro
