Sorry if this seems unprofessional, I'm writing this in the span of a lunch period.

So here I am, sitting an eating lunch alone as my friends are currently on a field trip to an amusement park.

I'll be honest, I almost started crying over this one.

Scatch that, I started crying into a friend's shoulder five minutes after I first posted this.

For those that don't know, another school shooting happened today at Santa Fe high school in Texas. 8-10 dead is the projection and the majority of them are students.

Can I just say, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

I want to get mad, I want to cry, I want to screech, this is ridiculous.

It's been barely three months since Parkland and THIS SHIT is happening.

I never want to have to hear another story about kids running away into the woods from gunshots and I don't want to hear a description of someone having an asthma attack while hiding.

Children get shot and killed in school all the time in this country, yet Congress does nothing because of their NRA blood money campaign dues.

This is the system we allowed to be created, a system where money is more important to politicians than the bodies of dead children piling up to block out the sky.

This isn't just their fault, we have allowed this to happen. Every single person who mocks others for wanting a universal background check, a ban on assault riffles, and a gun buy-back program is part of the problem. Even us who stand and do nothing while saying that we're "praying for the victims" is part of the problem.

Every day, I listen to morning announcements and hear them tell me, "If you see something, say something. Let's keep our school safe."

I sit in school every day and I can't help but wonder if I'm next. I can't describe how many times I've stopped paying attention in class to wonder what I would do if an active shooter entered the building. Move the bookshelf in eight, blockade the door with desks in seventh, cover the door in English with everything on the teacher's desk and jump through the window, moves that heavy cabinet next to the door in fifth, run to the locker rooms and hope to God my orchestra teacher can save us with her army training in fourth, I have an escape plan in my mind for every single one of my classes because I don't know if I'm next.

Socioeconomic class isn't a factor. Santa Fe was a poorer area. Marjory Stoneman Douglas was an affluent area. Who says it can't happen where I live?

For the sake of children all across America who now have to fear death to get an education, please:

Get up.

Do something.

Change something.

Be something.

Even if you just write a shitty post like I am here, it's better than nothing.

#NeverAgain