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On the morning of September 6, 2015, Stacy gets up and proceeds like any other morning. But unfortunately, as her day progresses, she finds out that there has been a shooting at her son’s middle school. As she watches the television frantic and frozen, she realizes that she must get to her son’s school as soon as possible. Upon arrival she stands behind the barricades with all the rest of the parents holding pictures of their children in hand, waiting to hear a word from the authorities. As time passes the all-clear signal is given and children begin to exit the school. Stacy watches as parents around her are reunited with her children. She asked one of the students if they know her son and the mother replies “He’s shooter.” Surrounded by a mob of angry parents without the ability to defend herself Stacy is brutally attacked. The one thing that she holds onto is the only thing that she has, a school picture of her son Andrew. She finally realizes what it was that took her son to do what he did, but by this time it is too late, for both. This performance is a mature and very real look into the horror associated with being a parent amid a crisis and the realization that humanity is not always present and not always on our side.

If Only I Had Known (also published in DI)

  • I tried to get to the front of the line. It’s crazy. There were just so many people, so many parents there. Excuse me can you tell me where... Sir, sir, hi can you tell me where the parents are picking up their… Ma'am please just wait one second if you can just direct me to the right person I'll get out of your way. I am looking for the administrators of the school, someone I can talk to about...this whole thing. If you can just please- please tell me something. Oh, the principal didn't make it. Oh okay. I guess I'll keep looking. Can someone please help me? I need help.

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