A few days ago I was messing around in the art room and found a cardboard gun someone had made as an art project from cardboard, in my head I thought nothing of it, a prop, I hadn't grown up around guns so I didn't have a moment of fear. I called over one of my friends, she'd moved over from America sometime last year and I showed it to her, again, thinking nothing of it. She thought I'd pulled a gun on her and the fear on her face was heartbreaking. This was in a situation with no harm intended, though no warning or such previous. So imagine the fear flowing through people when they get an email or see on social media that somewhere that is supposed to be a safe space for learning and nourishment is being threatened by some fuckwit with a gun who thinks that because he's got some form of mental illness (or not, depends who you ask. Professionals or the shooters' upper class white family) he's got some right to take away a life. Lives. Plural. Seventeen people have been confirmed dead, that's seventeen families where a young, growing, leaning individual has been stripped away. Seventeen holes in the lives of the people around them. Seventeen people stripped of their right to live. Someone's right to live far outweighs your right to own a gun, especially when when the amendment was put down the weapon of choice was a single shot musket. Get your shit together America or your country will turn into the wasteland everywhere else already thinks it is.