The gunshots rang out through the school, vibrating off the halls and screaming kids echoed as well.

The small closet I got shoved into with another classmate is cramped and hot. She’s shaking beside me and trying to keep herself quiet as whoever is here gets closer.

The heavy footsteps continue to get closer to our small area and I can feel the anxiety coursing through my veins. The shadow gets right up to our door and stops for a second, the door knob rattling and finally opening slowly.