Category: EDITORIAL

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What it’s like walking the halls of MSD

Walking these halls are hard. I won’t lie. It’s hard to think, “this is where I would always see Gina” or “this is where that infamous video of Joaquin was taken,” but in order to get to third period, I have to pass those spots around school and my brain has convinced itself that I need the daily reminder of […]

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Hearing fire alarms is a constant reminder of Feb. 14

My life has forever changed since Feb. 14, 2018. The experience of returning to school has been peculiar compared to previous years. Since then, even normalized aspects of my everyday school life have shifted for me, especially my reaction towards typical fire alarms and drills. For me, the sound of the alarm will never be taken lightly again. A cloud […]

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What it’s like living with the stigma of being an MSD student

Up until Feb. 14, Parkland was not a notable name. Nobody knew about the small town north of Miami or the 3,100 students that flooded the halls of Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School. But then everything changed. Due to the rapid sharing of information via social media, television, and print media, the entire country knows what happened, and the name […]

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With new security, comes new sense of safety

Before Feb. 14, 2018, I did not realize the lack of security, not only at MSD but in schools around the nation. I would walk into school, which was unenclosed by gates in many areas, smiling at the security and waving to my friends. I carried my student ID in my schoolbag, rarely touching it through the school day. If […]

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Seeing memorial posts on social media is triggering

I used to scroll through Instagram to look at the static pictures of my friends out to dinner or at the beach. My mind was embodied with this thought that my life revolved around social media, and that I needed to be on it to keep up with everything happening with my friends. My popular page was filled with pictures […]

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Valentine’s Day displays and decorations trigger trauma

Feb. 14,  is not just another day, it’s Valentine’s Day, a Hallmark holiday that is advertised for months in advance. Scrolling through Twitter I am faced with posts about what to buy your valentine and where to take your valentine and even accounts like Parkland Talk advertising Valentine’s Day sales and celebrations.  Having gone through a traumatic event on Valentine’s […]

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Walking past the 1200 building is emotionally draining

I used to meet up with my friends behind the freshman building at 7:25 in the morning. It was here that we hugged, laughed and stressed over our upcoming tests. I used to hurdle myself up all three flights of the building’s stairs with tired, droopy eyes just to get to my first class of the day, but at least […]

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How Feb. 14 affects my motivation

How Feb. 14 affects my motivation

Following the shooting that took place at my school, I tried to jump right back into my normal life. I wanted to be strong for my friends, so at times I would suppress my own emotions to help others. I put on a happy face and held back my tears. We were all suffering, and I put others before myself. […]

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Why I find it hard to concentrate after Feb. 14

Why I find it hard to concentrate after Feb. 14

In an already rigorous high school environment, my concentration has always been tested. However, when calculating in the the mass shooting that occurred at my school one year ago, I find it difficult to make it past five questions on my math test without having my mind override with thoughts of fears and doubts. My most difficult times are when […]

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A year later, I am still afraid

I’ve always been a skittish person- someone easily scared by silly pranks or horror movies. These things have always made me jump in surprise, much to the amusement of my friends. Now, though, my friends find no amusement in my fear. The reason is twofold: first, they feel the same exact fear as I do; second, our fear is not […]

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