Mom•Logic: Where were you and what happened?

Jenna: I was in Cole Hall, in my Ocean Sciences class. The gunman came in--it was one of those things where everything moved in slow motion. It was like a dream. He opened the door, closed the door behind him, and fired a shot into the audience. There were a few screams, and everyone got down. He fired off a few more shots, and my friend, Dan, told me to run for it. As I turned my head, my friend ran out. Another one of my friends that I knew from high school who also happened to be in my class crawled next to me.

My cell phone was right by me. I called my mom, but she didn't pick up. A guy in my class turned to me and told me to call 911. I called 911, but everyone was too scared to speak or do anything. The guy a few rows down from me saw I was talking to 911. He signaled to me, and I threw the phone down to him. He starts narrating everything that was going on. I was like a deer in headlights. When it was over, I was still in shock. I grabbed my backpack and I took my friend's hand and we ran. I saw one person covered in blood on the way out. I am still barely registering that it happened yesterday. As I ran across the campus I feared, Is there more? I called my mom, and she was freaking out. The only words I could get out were, "My class was shot." There are parts engraved in my memory. On the way to the student center where the police were taking our statements, one of the people who was shot ran to the student center, so there was a trail of blood.

ML: What do you remember about the shooter?
Jenna: He was a machine with no expression on his face. When I looked at his face, it was a machine. No human emotion.

ML: Are you returning to school?
Jenna: School is supposed to resume on Monday. I will probably go back to my normal schedule on Wednesday. I will never return to Cole Hall. I will never go into that building. But I am not afraid to return to school itself.