Today I thought it'd be like any other day. Wake up, get dressed, go to school, slave away for 7 hours and come home. But it wasn't. Where I live massacres are common, there's one virtually every week, but this morning it came to shock not just me but around 2 thousand people, 95% of which aren't adults yet. When I got to school everything seemed normal, then we heard the teacher crying in the hallway, and we all found out what happened. Earlier in the morning, at about 4:00 AM there was a massacre really close to where I live (as in, down the street close). The people who were killed were the family of Sargent Miguel Ortiz, one of the oldest faculty members at my school. He'd been around since way before I started in first grade 12 years ago, probably he's been here since the school was founded 51 years ago. Needless to say it was a shock to everyone, faculty and students alike. Normally in the morning it's total chaos but foe 2 hours there was nothing but dead silence in the hallways. People were lost, we didn't know what to do, everyone was just bawling their eyes out, and I can't blame them. It wasn't just him, it was his wife, his daughter, his 15 year old son, his mother-in-law, and the only one to survive was the 13 year old. They threw him off a bridge because they ran out of bullets. We had a ceremony to commemorate his time with us, the flags were at half mast of course, the boss of the school gave a speech, they brought in psychologists and other people to help us come. He was the Jr. ROTC teacher, the ones who took it the worst were the guys in the military program. What's even more amazing is the motive, they killed 5 people, all because he evicted the killers from a property he was renting because the killers wouldn't pay rent. One of the things that worries me the most is that the military program extends from first grade all the way to 12th. What are we going to tell those kids in JROTC? Their teacher and his family just got killed in his own home. Needless to say class is suspended today and tomorrow.
Rarely do I ever pray for people and even more rarer do I ask for people to pray for others but this is a time I'll do both. God help that poor child, and may God help us bring those killers to justice. Rest in Peace, Sargent. You did everyone in this institution a great service, you will be missed.