I was a student at Arapahoe High School last year during the shooting on December 13th, 2013. I was in the library studying for my math test the following hour when I heard gun shots coming from the hallway. I refused to assume it was a shooter until I heard the gunman ask where the librarian was in the most enraged roaring yell. At that point I knew I was about to be in his line of fire. I managed to make my Jell-O legs work and escape out a side door. Little did I know the scariest part was yet to come. On the other side, a senior girl, Claire Davis, was fighting for her life on the ground. Never in my life could I have imagined a more horrific sight. Two of the gun shots I heard while in the library had gone stright through her. My instinct was to save her, but I knew it was too late. Writing is my escape to get my anxiety from it. Since then I have transferred schools due to post traumatic stress. I think about it everyday, I will never forget you Claire.