I was…at Boston College
It was supposed to be the perfect day.
Boston’s annual Marathon Monday and my roommate’s very special 21st birthday celebration. I woke up excited, turned on the TV expecting to see crowds of people already gathered outside to cheer on the runners, but instead I saw the news. There was a shooting at Virginia Tech.
I was scared, devastated, confused, and well quite frankly terrified of not knowing why.
Since I’m originally from Northern Virginia and was just in my sophomore year at Boston College, I immediately thought about the handful of people from my high school that were students at Tech.
When I heard West Ambler Johnston on the news I instantly saw flashes of Facebook statuses mentioning the dorm. The first person I thought about was Kristina. I had this blank feeling, almost like I was holding my breath about to pass out. I called another friend and she told me the one person who I probably knew the best, Kristina, had been shot and was in critical condition. I was scared, devastated, confused, and well quite frankly terrified of not knowing why. Why this had happened, who had done it and most of all why!
The mood of what was supposed to be one of the most exciting days of the year changed in an instant. The continuous up-to-the minute CNN coverage of the shocking event was running through my mind, even when I wasn’t near a TV. What was considered one of the most fun days around campus became very somber. Everyone was talking about what happened and there were many times when I questioned my personal security. BC did a great job communicating with students about the shooting and reassuring us that we were safe. In the days following the shooting, more details came and everyone from faculty to students were discussing how shocking and senseless the shooting was.
It took a few days for the shock to wear off. Seeing pictures of the shooter was very upsetting. It angered me to know that he intentionally hurt and killed innocent people who were simply at the wrong place at the wrong time. College students across the nation were horrified–wondering if one day someone at their school would snap. I was scared.