Not a Drill
I'm scared
I'm scared for the math test in my fifth class
Getting dressed I slip on my white, soft skirt that falls in just the right way
As I walk into second period my worries begin to pass
With “liberty and justice for all” I recite since kindergarten, and again today
My fingers tap on the desk like a ticking clock as I wait for the bell to ring
My head turns to the kid in the back of class with his head always down
“I wonder what his name is” I thought, staring at his black bag he never brings
Brunch begins and I see the kids who have been there for me since I began to see them around
I glance at our red and white American flag
Although I wish it wasn’t at half staff
Some kids act like they're playing tag
Running down the halls where me and my friends laugh
From a distance, kids are sleeping on the ground
A few who I typically see around
Yet my fear for the math test is building like a mound
I wonder if they know they spilled their red drinks.
Suddenly the intercom sneaks up on my consciousness while I think
No no no no this can’t be happening. What kind of sick, twisted joke is this?
Everything is fuzzy as my mind scatters through the hall
My heart beats louder than the vibrations at a concert I was surprised with
While my mind first goes to the classroom doors as i see shutters fall
Each one is locked.
i’m all alone in the hall like an angel coming down from heaven
i sprint to a bathroom stall, staring blankly at the black walls bordering me
My fingers shake as my watch says 11:11
i see my math study guide holding this mornings fear, and my phone to tell them what they mean to me
My hands tremble as i text my friends not knowing if their hearts are still beating, or if they're a ghost
i wonder if my parents will ever see their child again
My eyes fill with tears like a gray cloud releasing a storm when i lived on the coast
This morning i was scared for my math test, now i'm scared for my life, trying to count to 10
i text my parents saying “i love you no matter what” hoping i won’t die at most
i've seen these things all over tv
But i never thought this would actually happen to me
i have been through countless drills
But i never thought my family would have to pay for my funeral bills
2,032 in America leading up to today
The countless kids who were taken and just wanted to play
948 since Sandy Hook when we said “never again”
Yet they care more about guns then if mothers will ever hold their babies again
My tears are a hot stream of water down a lake, the one my dad and i visit each spring
i close my eyes like a child hiding from their nightmares under the cover
Only i don't have a blanket to shield me from anything
Suddenly i hear heavy footsteps i don’t want to discover
The sounds of a ticking bomb ready to explode
Then, i realize the lock isn’t on
More tears become a waterfall as they flowed
Yet i'm frozen like a radio stuck on one song
and i'm sure my friends are gone
Promise to assure my mom not to grieve when i'm dead
Tell my dad i wish he could have walked me down the aisle instead
My watch says 11:13
The door creaks open
i close my eyes
Put my hands up
And wait for a bang
Guess i won't have to worry about my math test afterall