A Tragic Tale From My Teenhood
Several years have passed, but not without commemorating George Luke’s departure. That tragic sunny morning in April, engraved in every brain cell of Burbank’s homeroom students, including myself. It was 8:05am, when he pulled the gun out of his backpack and right in front of our eyes, he pointed it at his temple shooting himself, escaping through a blaring echo. There was blood splattered all over his now sleeping face. In the background loud screams, cries and sobs, but for the most part, shock panic and anxiety filled the fully packed room.
Mrs. Kilbourne quickly snapped out of the chaos, she pressed the intercom calling for help and said, one of my students just killed himself closing her eyes, that’s all she could verbalize. The adjacent classrooms heard all the commotion but remained inside as per the rules. Meanwhile we were pulled out of homeroom, straight to the auditorium, some students were at the verge of passing out, shaking inconsolably. I was in a hazy daze like floating above the floor. The school counselor awaited us all, along with the principal and law enforcement, in hopes to find out what had just happened. Driving back through the streets of Burbank, George Luke smiles now at peace and I still remember him through the whispers of springtime.
Voices of Ghosts
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- Comment from author about the poem: A Tragic Tale From My Teenhood *************************************************** sometimes ghosts make a home in our heart RIP George Luke forever in my heart *************************************************** Voices of Ghost
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Oh,my goodness, that is so tragic, and traumatic,wow, that had to have been hard to witness,has he ever tried to make contact or anything,
yes it was very traumatic & horrible, but thank God with his help & the right support system, I got all the help needed to overcome it at its peak, thank you for reading and engaging in my short stories, I thank you sincerely 🙂
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Absolutely ghosts that would have been horrifying but God can and will heal us if we allow Him to
I am at a loss for words on this one. Suicide in and of itself is sad. To witness it? That must’ve been traumatizing for you and everyone involved. I am so very sorry 😢
yes it was, thank you for engaging and reading my short stories, you are truly appreciated
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WOW! My sincerest sympathies to everyone effected by this tragic and traumatic unfortunate experience. It must have been extremely difficult for you to write this. I applaud your courage. Stay strong🕊✌️🌞
Thank you for engaging and reading this story, yes it was horrible & traumatizing, luckily most of us got the right psychological help and a good support system outside the school.
God, traumatizing. You're courageous for even sharing this because I wouldn't want to relive that moment.
Thank you for reading the story and for the feedback, much appreciated
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