
Surviving the Largest Mass Shooting in Modern US History
As the main act was about to go on, the crowd in front of the stage began to swell and frenzy with excitement. My sister, Allie, was with me. Everyone was standing shoulder-to-shoulder, spread across the artificial turf that was laid over the pavement. Allie and I had been staggering turns using the restroom throughout the night, so we wouldn’t lose our spot right next to the stage. It was my turn to relieve myself, but I decided to hold-it so that I could hear the opening so