I took this the night of February 14th when police were raiding the shooter’s house. I couldn’t stand to be in my house night of February 14th. Everywhere I looked I got flashbacks of Nick, my friend who was killed in the shooting, so my mom took me for a ride. Once we get onto Lox I see police lights and hear sirens. I begin to get flashbacks of the shooting and realize that the police are raiding n** c***’s House. Almost every single day I drive on Lox. I imagine n** c*** planning the shooting that would kill my friend, my friend’s boyfriend, classmates and teachers. I imagine him the night of February 13th preparing for the shooting while my friend Nick,who was killed during the shooting, was preparing for Valentine’s Day with his girlfriend Daria and my friend Tori was preparing for Valentine’s Day with her boyfriend Joaquin, who was killed during the shooting. I can’t explain the pain I feel from simply looking at that house.










