I am a teenage girl who loves God
I wonder is this real?
I hear gun shots
I see a guy walk in with blood on his shoulder
I want to help him
I am a teenage girl who loves God
I pretend I’m not scared
I feel the gun against my head
I touch God’s hand, which is next to mine
I worry that the boys in front of me will hurt others
I cry knowing they don’t have God in their hearts
I am a teenage girl who loves God
I understand I’ll be with God in heaven
I say I believe in God
I dream that this never happened
I try not to break down
I hope these boy understand what they are doing and not hurt anyone else
I am a teenage girl who loves God