Seventeen's Terrifying True Teen Stories by Seventeen

Author:Seventeen
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-4532-5899-6
Publisher: Hearst Corporation
Published: 2012-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

RESCUE MODE

Instinctively I started going through the motions I’d learned in training: while on my hands and knees, I pushed everyone in the waiting area near me toward the door, to get them out of the building and away from the shooter. Then I low-crawled to the door, pushed it open so everyone could spill out of the building, and got on my feet and started running away from the building. I was running so fast, though, that I tripped and fell. When I looked up, I saw Cooke and sergeant Howard lying outside by the door we’d just exited. “You gotta get up!” I yelled at them, my heart racing. Sergeant Howard started running. But Cooke screamed, “I can’t—I got shot!” so with all my strength, I dragged him to a truck in the parking lot that was filled with people headed to the ER. Then another friend, Hull, came running into the truck, saying over and over, “I’m gonna die, I don’t want to die like this!” I put my hands on his face, looked him in the eye, and said: “I promise, I won’t let you die.” Then I kissed him on the forehead and hugged him. When I pulled away, there was blood on my hand: he’d been shot in the back! I kept my hand there, applying pressure to his wound. I looked down and saw he was gushing blood from his knee too—so I took off my jacket and wrapped it around his leg to make a tourniquet. The truck sped off for the hospital on the base, and I kept hugging Hull, telling him he’d be okay. I wasn’t trying to reassure just him—I was trying to reassure myself too.

WAKE-UP CALL

When we got to the ER, we carried our friends inside. A nurse must have seen the fear in my eyes. “You need to sit down,” she insisted. But as soon as I sat, I sprang right back up—I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I went over to one of my sergeants, lifted my shirt, and asked, “did I cut myself?” he said, “no! you got shot!” I didn’t believe him. I must have had so much adrenaline running through me, I hadn’t felt anything. It turns out I’d been shot in the back, and the bullet was lodged in my stomach muscle, nicking my lung. As I looked over my shoulder and saw the wound, intense pain registered and I immediately started bawling. Just then, an announcement came over the loudspeaker: “code gray!” I looked at a tag my doctor had on her coat that explained the different codes. For gray, it said: “mass casualty.” People I knew were dying.

TRUE HERO

The next 24 hours in the hospital were scary. I needed to know: Who was hurt? Who was dead? By the next morning, I found out that Cooke, Hull, and Sergeant Howard were stable, but another one of my friends had been killed. I was devastated. All I could do was pray that no one else would die.

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