Being face to face with someone who has a gun make's you consider alot doesn't it?
The most obvious question being 'Is this how I'll die?'
... haha I noticed that I write like a narrator. for everything.
But I'm getting off subject. I meant to say that the one of the two recent shooting's(clackamas town center) was an event that I was a witness too.
and its odd. I dont feel tramatized. I dont feel sad. scared. nothing.
I seen one of the bodies, a guy. I really dont remember much else other than that he was, in fact, a guy.
I seen everyone run, run away. to i dont know where, it didnt even look like they did. they just ran.
and I saw the shooter. this is why its so odd.
I saw his face. he wasnt wearing a scowl, or anger fueled mask. he wasnt killing for the sake of killing. he was scared and crying.
It was like he was AND wasnt a psychopath.
Dont get me wrong, killing any innocent person... is just.. WRONG. and I think he knew that... and that's whats odd...
I think now about what he was like the day... week or anytime before. he didnt seem like the type to kill cats. he was just... another person... like us..
So what pushed him?
I had my little sister that day... eight years old and just out of school.
she says she never wants to go to a mall again.
and me...
I just feel gone...
I've witnessed death before. Ive seen alot of people die because of where I grew up...
... but its not like sadness, I didnt lock myself in my room, I still read creepy pasta's, I'm still the same!
So... i just want to know, that if I am used to death, because Ive seen so much of it... Am I okay?