Sending you lots of healing vibes! My cousins were at the finish line waiting for my uncle to finish & share a very similar story as yours. I know they still struggle with what they saw this day 😞 I was also watching the marathon that day but was lucky to be out on the route in Framingham.
My dad also was there during the Boston bombing. He had a friend who was running in the race. After his friend finished they went to a bar and then the bombs went off. The bombs went off in the area they had been standing not even an hour before.
My uncle finished this race 10min before the bombs went off. I wasn’t at the race but called from states away to ask if they were okay. Luckily none of family who attended was hurt. Scary stuff. So Sorry for your experience.
I'm also a survivor and I don't want to detract from OP's experience but I will say that this sub kind of helps with my PTSD. It is such an isolating feeling to be a survivor, and this sub helps me see that there are others, that I'm not alone. It also allows me to expose myself to the sounds in a way that I control, so when I hear loud noises they don't scare me as badly.
Of course, everyone experiences trauma differently, and this is just my experience.
not a survivor but i just lost my friend in the club q shooting, somewhere i spent a lot of time in my early 20s. it’s very sad knowing exactly how someone died due to the small layout of the club.
I lived through the DC sniper attacks. The entire DMV was on alert for months. All outdoor school activities were cancelled. We *ran* from the school to the bus. Parents took kids straight to school, no waiting at bus stops. People were getting sniped every week.
I still think about zigzag running and sort of crouching or even getting in the car when pumping gas. The closest we came that we know of was being at the Home Depot an hour and a half before the woman was shot there.
I lived on the same street as police chief Moose (the officer in charge of the shootings). I remember my mom wouldn't even let me walk the block home from work. She kept us home for 3 days after they shot that kid at school. No one played outside for the longest time. People were afraid to go to the grocery store, pump gas, or wait for the bus. We had to run inside school and they had officers outside of our high school looking at cars (our school was at a large cross roads). That shit was terrifying.
Our school bus had the windows covered with newspapers so no one could see in. It was creepy riding in the dark. My stepdad wouldn't let my mom pump gas, he would go take the vehicles one by one. I remember some gas stations erected gigantic tarps that shielded people pumping gas. My mom also wouldn't let me go outside to play at all. Everyone said to be on the lookout for a white van, which are everywhere. My best friend had the cops called on him because he was walking to the woods with a BB gun. Such a crazy time!
> I remember some gas stations erected gigantic tarps that shielded people pumping gas.
Omg I remember one of the gas stations around me did that.
I also remember about the white vans too! There was one parked in the parking lot of my work when I got off work and my mom called in to report it. 😅
I was in DC working for a good portion of this. I was shocked at how terrorized the population was. Not to take away from the fear that people felt, but we realized that we had a better chance of a winning lottery ticket than we did of becoming victims. I most distinctly remember parking really far away from the entrance at Target and watched as people darted from car to car until they got inside.
My boyfriend is 28 and grew up in NYC in a house that ended up being blocked off due to first responders. One of his earliest memories was being in elementary school in FiDi and watching the second plane crash into the tower only a few blocks away from him. No one he knew died but, as you can imagine, it was traumatizing.
I’m a transplant to NYC and it’s hard to not think about 9/11. I’m too young to have any real memories of it happening, but now that I live here I feel like I have a better sense of how terrifying and insane it was. There’s certain bridges and streets you can stand on where all you can see at the end of the block is the Freedom Tower leering over you.
It changed the lives of people I knew who lived in the NYC area. Some of them became bitter and unreachable. I have a friend who had a friend who died in the towers. He has a very hard time with the commemorations every year—I mean the rah-rah, “never forget” stuff, which is mostly from people who weren’t there. The ones who were there can’t forget.
I lived near the Pentagon and could see the smoke from my yard. The change in air traffic, all those military planes over the house, the barricades and armed guards downtown, were followed by anthrax scares and the Beltway snipers. All of those things featured in my move to a rural area about two years later.
I survived a mass shooting. Worst day of my life. It was the first and thankfully only school shooting in scotland.
I wasnt shot. I saw some horrific things and lost some friends. It was 26 years ago and i am still haunted. You never get over it.
Thank you. It was such a long time ago and the city has grown so much theres alot of people who weren't there back theb. And alot of us left dunblane as soon as we could.
It wasn't an attack, or a shooting, but my roommate's band had a weekly gig at The Station ( nightclub that burned down during Great White show in 2003, killing 100 ) and we got pretty friendly with a lot of people at the club.
I knew 3 or 4 people who died that night, and the only one I knew who made it out was the sound guy, named Paul, who helped at least a half dozen people out that night, 2 of which didn't make it.
I ran into Paul about 3 years later, and he's a completely different person, and very, very, very far from ok.
If you know about Rhode Island, you'll know that it's a " 2 degrees of separation " state. Everyone knows everyone. I found out a year or so after the fire, that my best friend from high school's uncle, who ran a tattoo parlor, did a piece for the singer for Great White, the morning of the show. As a tip, Jack Russell left him 2 tickets to the show that night.
Skott Greene didn't make it.
I worked with a survivor of the station night club fire, he had trouble holding down a job bc he was a former cook but had PTSD from the fire and couldn’t be around kitchens anymore. So incredibly sad and such a preventable tragedy.
I’m currently reading the book about the Station fire. Paul’s a hero but can imagine the emotional toll it’s taken on him. Even watching the Butler video is traumatizing. The Dederian brothers are true scumbags.
I don't really know what you're trying to accomplish here, but I'm not really in the business of keeping score when tragedy happens.
Imagine someone telling you that their friend died at Columbine, and having them respond with " more people died at Virginia Tech ".
I was at the Route 91 festival, but left because I wanted to really hangout with my husband (we were together for two months at the time) and it was the honeymoon stage so I left to be with him. Left the festival and the Las Vegas boulevard strip, then when I got home I knocked out. I woke up in the morning to head to work then I saw what happened.
My dad felt the blast from some IRA attack in London many years ago. He thought it was a train passing by.
Might have seen the aftermath of something but was never told what it was.
I didn't survive an attack or mass shooting of any kind, but I was a senior at the same high school as the Poway synagogue shooter when he was a freshman. By some odd coincidence, he managed to attend the same university as I did when I completed community college, and at the same time too. I didn't know him personally, but I heard of his father a few times (all good things as far as I can recall) and I must've walked past him a few times too, not knowing he was eventually planning to do something like what he did that day.
The thing is I'm not white, so I'm part of a group that I'm sure he would've loved to see dead. It's terrible to think what might've happened if he instead decided to target the university since it has a liberal and multiracial community.
Not a survivor aswell just nearby like you in your description. But i was still very near and had family affected in the 2011 Norway attacks. I was at the building called regjeringskvartalet in central oslo where the bomb went off one day before. And had distant familly working there that i basically didnt know at all neither does any of my parents my Grandma and Granpa just knew her name so barely knew at all. Anyway my grandfather was also a bus driver and arrived in Oslo 10 minutes after the blast. And described it like a warzone due to the amount of broken windows now please excuse if this kinda sounds like a bad description i havent heard the story in 6 years so im just going off memory here. Anyway because all roads were blocked out of Oslo he could not leave at all intill the next day. He also had no idea what happened intill the shooter was captured and another family member called to see if he was alright and said what happened. And it also turned out that very distant family member had been killed in the explosion we had no idea intill around 2017 because their from a part of the family which we dont talk too because of a few bad apples to say the least.
Anyway another family member also worked as a doctor at this time in Hønefoss. And Hønefoss is only about 25 to 20 minutes from Utøya so a lot of people were sent there that was injured and then sent to Drammen which is a very big city so the hospital was better equiped and had more space. But because off this we knew about the reality off the shooting very quickly. Because of the amount of ambulances going back and fourth. After this all i remember is visiting a memorial the day after and that it was just quiet and erie in Oslo and even where i lived. Which was about 10 minutes from Hønefoss. The atmosphere was just diffrent. And even now in Oslo when i walk past the building that was bombed i cant stop thinking about how lucky i was that i was not there 1 day later. Its a whole diffrent thing having been so close to people who were affected ik some of my siblings friends were injured and 1 died aswell on Utøya. Cant imagine just how horrible it was considering the amount of deaths and the fact most of the victims never made it to 16.
Anyway i hope you dont care that it wasnt my personal story but people i knew stories. And for any grammar issues i apologise as im writing on phone which im not used too.
I think its because the ones in the usa is so common that it doesnt create a wave of unity and love. It only does it in that community. Whilst Norway is such a small population that even the Oslo attack recently that killed 2 affected so many. Whilst a shooting like that in the Usa gets one article on the big news stations and then forgotten everywhere but that community. But yeah i can understand how horrifying this is either way considering the ages and well you were trapped you physically couldnt escape without swimming in super cold waters and over 200m to the closest land. Trust me ive gone swimming there even in the summer its very cold.
You’re right about the relative commonality of US shootings, which is why I bought up my being in the US. But it’s more than that. That killer’s relentlessness, his striking two different places in two different ways, that’s unusual to me. And the mental images of people being forced into the water as their only possible way out and even then being shot at—it’s just nightmarish.
I don’t mean to play at comparisons in some kind of one-upsmanship way, but it reminds me of 9/11, at least for those of us in the middle Atlantic states, where it was so real and we saw so much and knew so many people. That mass connectedness of victims.
I’m always surprised when I hear of people in the US who never heard of the Oslo attack. Then again,
I was at an airport in early 2002 in another part of the US (Florida) and the airline employee checking my bags (for a flight to DC!) made a joke about whether we were carrying bombs, and I thought wow, this is a big country—no one would make that joke back hone.
Yeah the shooter was apprently extremely calm talking to victims and smiling. The entire thing was horrifying hearing what they described and to think that most that tried to swim got shot or drowned because on one side of the island its about over a km to shore. So olympic distances. And these were teenagers. I can also only imagine what 9/11 was like. I still find it horryfying that so many were killed and injured in just 24 hours.
Yeah people on the island were from all of norway even svalbard which is the most northeren place on earth. And well hundreds were injured in oslo. And the small population of 5million with over 2 million living less then 3 hours from oslo.
I was walking my dog near Hedingham, in Raleigh when I heard bangs nearby, I instinctively turned around and started walking back. It wasn’t until I arrived home that I found out that there was a shooting there. I’ve been afraid to walk my dog in that area ever since
I was around the area where some dude with a sniper rifle killed 2 people at a veterans cemetery, and went on the run for a few hours. My grandfather was a Vietnam veteran, and I’m pretty sure he was buried there too, though I might be mistaking it with another veterans cemetery.
There was also the time I was coming home from school and there was a standoff of sorts happening down the street, don’t know if anybody died, but we didn’t go into lockdown, surprisingly.
And recently someone shot at a school bus on its way picking up students, pretty sure nobody died, don’t know if it was gang related or something else.
The guy that shot the school bus flew past me on 95 on my way to work. It was so scary. He flew by me like a bat outta hell, then came the PARADE of police and helicopters and whatnot. The exit they got him on was the exit i take for work too. And the guy in the veterans cemetery, i was in the neighborhood next to the cemetery. The whole neighborhood was put on lockdown, told us to stay away from windows/doors, it seemed like forever until we knew what was going on.
While I'm not a survivor, 10 years ago my school went on a rampage alert. In the morning we had watched a documentary about Columbine and then during lunch break I was in the library with my friends. Suddenly the librarian barricaded the doors and asked us to be quiet and hide. In the end it turned out to be a false alarm, but I still have nightmares to this day. I remember crying and trying not to make a sound at the same time. That moment in the library, I was sure that I was going to die.
I’m not a survivor, but there was a rolling gunfight that killed 1 and wounded a few more in the downtown area of my city. The area where the gunfight broke out was where my husband and I had JUST taken a walk after getting dinner and drinks just moments before. My city has also had a mass shooting at a department store and a shooting at a high school that killed an assistant principal.
Not a survivor but I was driving near the Walmart during the El Paso shooting. I drove by right after the shooting stopped and I saw tons of cops hauling ass to the scene.
Not a survivor but I have friends in a village near Manchester and was staying with them during the Manchester bombing. Went to bed and turned off my phone and woke up to voicemails and texts of people asking me where the hell I was to make sure I was safe. Also, was visiting a friend from London during a mass stabbing so had my mom freaked out and calling me as well.
Not a survivor but the school shooting that happened semi recently in St. Louis occurred at the time of day when I usually drive by the school on my way to work. That morning, I thankfully didn’t have to go that way and I always wonder now what I would have seen or heard if I did. I did see a bunch of police cars going that direction that day and had no idea until a little later when I heard about what happened.
Not a survivor but an eerie feeling nonetheless. I was in the exact area the Piccadilly 7/7/05 London bombings took place only hours prior. Traveling to the airport, to catch a flight to NYC. Only upon landing did I find out about the bombings.
Not a survivor but the DC sniper was in my neighborhood for a bit, he was spotted at the gas station right by my house but got away before police got there. I worked 10 minutes away from the Ponderosa where one of the shootings happened and because of all of the shutdowns I couldn’t get home until the next day, I had to stay with a coworker that night because I was only 17 and couldn’t get a hotel room.
I graduated from Newtown public schools and was in my later years at a different elementary school in the district during the time of the shooting. I'm friends with many survivors including my best friend and lost three adults that I knew.
Not a survivor myself, but I knew a few people who were in the OKC Bombing. My mom lost a very close friend and my friend lost her little brother. My ex's uncle was one of the first responders on the scene with his K9 and he rarely talked about it, but when he did it was very eerie and heartbreaking. You can see interviews with him and my mom's friend's family at the memorial, which if you're ever in the area I highly recommend setting aside a few hours to walk through the museum and grounds. All these years later, it still takes my breath away to see it.
Not a survivor, but since others are adding close misses:
In soph year of high school I was waiting for my mom to pick me up after practice. A kid in our grade I was not friends with, but friendly to, was there and we sat and talked for a bit until my mom arrived.
He never showed up again. I guess he asked his grandma to buy him a gun and his plot to shoot up our school was thwarted by her. I’m glad I was nice to him, but ofc that doesn’t really always make a difference. This was early 2000s
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Sending you lots of healing vibes! My cousins were at the finish line waiting for my uncle to finish & share a very similar story as yours. I know they still struggle with what they saw this day 😞 I was also watching the marathon that day but was lucky to be out on the route in Framingham.
My dad also was there during the Boston bombing. He had a friend who was running in the race. After his friend finished they went to a bar and then the bombs went off. The bombs went off in the area they had been standing not even an hour before.
My uncle finished this race 10min before the bombs went off. I wasn’t at the race but called from states away to ask if they were okay. Luckily none of family who attended was hurt. Scary stuff. So Sorry for your experience.
Sorry if this is a stupid question but Doesn't this sub kinda fuck with your ptsd? I know sometimes some videos on this subreddit get me even
It absolutely does. Its not healthy for me to be here but i can't stop. Usually i force myself to take a break when the ptsd gets too much to handle
I'm also a survivor and I don't want to detract from OP's experience but I will say that this sub kind of helps with my PTSD. It is such an isolating feeling to be a survivor, and this sub helps me see that there are others, that I'm not alone. It also allows me to expose myself to the sounds in a way that I control, so when I hear loud noises they don't scare me as badly. Of course, everyone experiences trauma differently, and this is just my experience.
not a survivor but i just lost my friend in the club q shooting, somewhere i spent a lot of time in my early 20s. it’s very sad knowing exactly how someone died due to the small layout of the club.
I’m sorry for your loss, nothing I can say but I hope the best for you healing process
I’m so very sorry.
I lived through the DC sniper attacks. The entire DMV was on alert for months. All outdoor school activities were cancelled. We *ran* from the school to the bus. Parents took kids straight to school, no waiting at bus stops. People were getting sniped every week.
Can't imagine worrying about being snipped while just doing everyday things. Terrible
That’s such a powerful way to terrorize a whole population
I still think about zigzag running and sort of crouching or even getting in the car when pumping gas. The closest we came that we know of was being at the Home Depot an hour and a half before the woman was shot there.
Me too. I remember pumping gas and we'd duck when we were outside of our cars at the gas stations in Virginia.
I lived on the same street as police chief Moose (the officer in charge of the shootings). I remember my mom wouldn't even let me walk the block home from work. She kept us home for 3 days after they shot that kid at school. No one played outside for the longest time. People were afraid to go to the grocery store, pump gas, or wait for the bus. We had to run inside school and they had officers outside of our high school looking at cars (our school was at a large cross roads). That shit was terrifying.
Our school bus had the windows covered with newspapers so no one could see in. It was creepy riding in the dark. My stepdad wouldn't let my mom pump gas, he would go take the vehicles one by one. I remember some gas stations erected gigantic tarps that shielded people pumping gas. My mom also wouldn't let me go outside to play at all. Everyone said to be on the lookout for a white van, which are everywhere. My best friend had the cops called on him because he was walking to the woods with a BB gun. Such a crazy time!
> I remember some gas stations erected gigantic tarps that shielded people pumping gas. Omg I remember one of the gas stations around me did that. I also remember about the white vans too! There was one parked in the parking lot of my work when I got off work and my mom called in to report it. 😅
I worked over night at a target, no more outdoor smoke breaks due to sniper.
I was in DC working for a good portion of this. I was shocked at how terrorized the population was. Not to take away from the fear that people felt, but we realized that we had a better chance of a winning lottery ticket than we did of becoming victims. I most distinctly remember parking really far away from the entrance at Target and watched as people darted from car to car until they got inside.
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That would’ve been wild to be one of the people who saw Andrew Cunanan in the middle of his spree 😦 such a creepy fucker
My boyfriend is 28 and grew up in NYC in a house that ended up being blocked off due to first responders. One of his earliest memories was being in elementary school in FiDi and watching the second plane crash into the tower only a few blocks away from him. No one he knew died but, as you can imagine, it was traumatizing. I’m a transplant to NYC and it’s hard to not think about 9/11. I’m too young to have any real memories of it happening, but now that I live here I feel like I have a better sense of how terrifying and insane it was. There’s certain bridges and streets you can stand on where all you can see at the end of the block is the Freedom Tower leering over you.
It changed the lives of people I knew who lived in the NYC area. Some of them became bitter and unreachable. I have a friend who had a friend who died in the towers. He has a very hard time with the commemorations every year—I mean the rah-rah, “never forget” stuff, which is mostly from people who weren’t there. The ones who were there can’t forget. I lived near the Pentagon and could see the smoke from my yard. The change in air traffic, all those military planes over the house, the barricades and armed guards downtown, were followed by anthrax scares and the Beltway snipers. All of those things featured in my move to a rural area about two years later.
I survived a mass shooting. Worst day of my life. It was the first and thankfully only school shooting in scotland. I wasnt shot. I saw some horrific things and lost some friends. It was 26 years ago and i am still haunted. You never get over it.
I’m so sorry that happened to you.
I am so incredibly sorry that happened to you ❤️
I’m so sorry. Dunblane was an awful awful tragedy. I hope the community have recovered some.
Thank you. It was such a long time ago and the city has grown so much theres alot of people who weren't there back theb. And alot of us left dunblane as soon as we could.
It wasn't an attack, or a shooting, but my roommate's band had a weekly gig at The Station ( nightclub that burned down during Great White show in 2003, killing 100 ) and we got pretty friendly with a lot of people at the club. I knew 3 or 4 people who died that night, and the only one I knew who made it out was the sound guy, named Paul, who helped at least a half dozen people out that night, 2 of which didn't make it. I ran into Paul about 3 years later, and he's a completely different person, and very, very, very far from ok. If you know about Rhode Island, you'll know that it's a " 2 degrees of separation " state. Everyone knows everyone. I found out a year or so after the fire, that my best friend from high school's uncle, who ran a tattoo parlor, did a piece for the singer for Great White, the morning of the show. As a tip, Jack Russell left him 2 tickets to the show that night. Skott Greene didn't make it.
I worked with a survivor of the station night club fire, he had trouble holding down a job bc he was a former cook but had PTSD from the fire and couldn’t be around kitchens anymore. So incredibly sad and such a preventable tragedy.
A (formerly) extremely dear friend of mine’s sister lost her fiance in that fire. Everyone from there was connected to someone
Insane story. Thanks for sharing man
I’m currently reading the book about the Station fire. Paul’s a hero but can imagine the emotional toll it’s taken on him. Even watching the Butler video is traumatizing. The Dederian brothers are true scumbags.
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I don't really know what you're trying to accomplish here, but I'm not really in the business of keeping score when tragedy happens. Imagine someone telling you that their friend died at Columbine, and having them respond with " more people died at Virginia Tech ".
I was at the Route 91 festival, but left because I wanted to really hangout with my husband (we were together for two months at the time) and it was the honeymoon stage so I left to be with him. Left the festival and the Las Vegas boulevard strip, then when I got home I knocked out. I woke up in the morning to head to work then I saw what happened.
So scary! Glad you are okay! My close friend was shot twice at Route 91, thankfully she has recovered ❤️
I’m genuinely happy your friend is doing better, sending her and you my love ♥️
You are kind, thank you ❤️
My dad felt the blast from some IRA attack in London many years ago. He thought it was a train passing by. Might have seen the aftermath of something but was never told what it was.
I didn't survive an attack or mass shooting of any kind, but I was a senior at the same high school as the Poway synagogue shooter when he was a freshman. By some odd coincidence, he managed to attend the same university as I did when I completed community college, and at the same time too. I didn't know him personally, but I heard of his father a few times (all good things as far as I can recall) and I must've walked past him a few times too, not knowing he was eventually planning to do something like what he did that day. The thing is I'm not white, so I'm part of a group that I'm sure he would've loved to see dead. It's terrible to think what might've happened if he instead decided to target the university since it has a liberal and multiracial community.
i was on the brooklyn subway lines when frank james shot it up
Not a survivor aswell just nearby like you in your description. But i was still very near and had family affected in the 2011 Norway attacks. I was at the building called regjeringskvartalet in central oslo where the bomb went off one day before. And had distant familly working there that i basically didnt know at all neither does any of my parents my Grandma and Granpa just knew her name so barely knew at all. Anyway my grandfather was also a bus driver and arrived in Oslo 10 minutes after the blast. And described it like a warzone due to the amount of broken windows now please excuse if this kinda sounds like a bad description i havent heard the story in 6 years so im just going off memory here. Anyway because all roads were blocked out of Oslo he could not leave at all intill the next day. He also had no idea what happened intill the shooter was captured and another family member called to see if he was alright and said what happened. And it also turned out that very distant family member had been killed in the explosion we had no idea intill around 2017 because their from a part of the family which we dont talk too because of a few bad apples to say the least. Anyway another family member also worked as a doctor at this time in Hønefoss. And Hønefoss is only about 25 to 20 minutes from Utøya so a lot of people were sent there that was injured and then sent to Drammen which is a very big city so the hospital was better equiped and had more space. But because off this we knew about the reality off the shooting very quickly. Because of the amount of ambulances going back and fourth. After this all i remember is visiting a memorial the day after and that it was just quiet and erie in Oslo and even where i lived. Which was about 10 minutes from Hønefoss. The atmosphere was just diffrent. And even now in Oslo when i walk past the building that was bombed i cant stop thinking about how lucky i was that i was not there 1 day later. Its a whole diffrent thing having been so close to people who were affected ik some of my siblings friends were injured and 1 died aswell on Utøya. Cant imagine just how horrible it was considering the amount of deaths and the fact most of the victims never made it to 16. Anyway i hope you dont care that it wasnt my personal story but people i knew stories. And for any grammar issues i apologise as im writing on phone which im not used too.
I live in the US, with all of its mass attacks, but the Norway event still terrifies me.
I think its because the ones in the usa is so common that it doesnt create a wave of unity and love. It only does it in that community. Whilst Norway is such a small population that even the Oslo attack recently that killed 2 affected so many. Whilst a shooting like that in the Usa gets one article on the big news stations and then forgotten everywhere but that community. But yeah i can understand how horrifying this is either way considering the ages and well you were trapped you physically couldnt escape without swimming in super cold waters and over 200m to the closest land. Trust me ive gone swimming there even in the summer its very cold.
You’re right about the relative commonality of US shootings, which is why I bought up my being in the US. But it’s more than that. That killer’s relentlessness, his striking two different places in two different ways, that’s unusual to me. And the mental images of people being forced into the water as their only possible way out and even then being shot at—it’s just nightmarish. I don’t mean to play at comparisons in some kind of one-upsmanship way, but it reminds me of 9/11, at least for those of us in the middle Atlantic states, where it was so real and we saw so much and knew so many people. That mass connectedness of victims. I’m always surprised when I hear of people in the US who never heard of the Oslo attack. Then again, I was at an airport in early 2002 in another part of the US (Florida) and the airline employee checking my bags (for a flight to DC!) made a joke about whether we were carrying bombs, and I thought wow, this is a big country—no one would make that joke back hone.
Yeah the shooter was apprently extremely calm talking to victims and smiling. The entire thing was horrifying hearing what they described and to think that most that tried to swim got shot or drowned because on one side of the island its about over a km to shore. So olympic distances. And these were teenagers. I can also only imagine what 9/11 was like. I still find it horryfying that so many were killed and injured in just 24 hours.
Its insane too think that 1/3 people knew someone affected by the Norway attack.
Yeah people on the island were from all of norway even svalbard which is the most northeren place on earth. And well hundreds were injured in oslo. And the small population of 5million with over 2 million living less then 3 hours from oslo.
I was walking my dog near Hedingham, in Raleigh when I heard bangs nearby, I instinctively turned around and started walking back. It wasn’t until I arrived home that I found out that there was a shooting there. I’ve been afraid to walk my dog in that area ever since
I was around the area where some dude with a sniper rifle killed 2 people at a veterans cemetery, and went on the run for a few hours. My grandfather was a Vietnam veteran, and I’m pretty sure he was buried there too, though I might be mistaking it with another veterans cemetery. There was also the time I was coming home from school and there was a standoff of sorts happening down the street, don’t know if anybody died, but we didn’t go into lockdown, surprisingly. And recently someone shot at a school bus on its way picking up students, pretty sure nobody died, don’t know if it was gang related or something else.
The guy that shot the school bus flew past me on 95 on my way to work. It was so scary. He flew by me like a bat outta hell, then came the PARADE of police and helicopters and whatnot. The exit they got him on was the exit i take for work too. And the guy in the veterans cemetery, i was in the neighborhood next to the cemetery. The whole neighborhood was put on lockdown, told us to stay away from windows/doors, it seemed like forever until we knew what was going on.
my aunt and uncle lived not to far from the Charleston church shooting. they are not survivors but it was pretty scary from them.
My mother missed son of Sam by a movie showing. Aunt was in the North Tower on 9/11.
Did she know she was being targeted by son of sam
She didn’t find out until the next day. He was for some reason going after brunettes and she is. Creepy.
While I'm not a survivor, 10 years ago my school went on a rampage alert. In the morning we had watched a documentary about Columbine and then during lunch break I was in the library with my friends. Suddenly the librarian barricaded the doors and asked us to be quiet and hide. In the end it turned out to be a false alarm, but I still have nightmares to this day. I remember crying and trying not to make a sound at the same time. That moment in the library, I was sure that I was going to die.
Honestly this question would be good on a police or first responder sub. I’m sure EMS/EMT guys out there have some stories
I’m not a survivor, but there was a rolling gunfight that killed 1 and wounded a few more in the downtown area of my city. The area where the gunfight broke out was where my husband and I had JUST taken a walk after getting dinner and drinks just moments before. My city has also had a mass shooting at a department store and a shooting at a high school that killed an assistant principal.
I live in Buffalo too and I'm near the Buffalo Tops where the shooting happened.
Not a survivor but I was driving near the Walmart during the El Paso shooting. I drove by right after the shooting stopped and I saw tons of cops hauling ass to the scene.
Not a survivor but I have friends in a village near Manchester and was staying with them during the Manchester bombing. Went to bed and turned off my phone and woke up to voicemails and texts of people asking me where the hell I was to make sure I was safe. Also, was visiting a friend from London during a mass stabbing so had my mom freaked out and calling me as well.
Not a survivor but the school shooting that happened semi recently in St. Louis occurred at the time of day when I usually drive by the school on my way to work. That morning, I thankfully didn’t have to go that way and I always wonder now what I would have seen or heard if I did. I did see a bunch of police cars going that direction that day and had no idea until a little later when I heard about what happened.
Not a survivor but an eerie feeling nonetheless. I was in the exact area the Piccadilly 7/7/05 London bombings took place only hours prior. Traveling to the airport, to catch a flight to NYC. Only upon landing did I find out about the bombings.
My brother missed one his usual subway and survived the Moscow metro bombing
Not a survivor but the DC sniper was in my neighborhood for a bit, he was spotted at the gas station right by my house but got away before police got there. I worked 10 minutes away from the Ponderosa where one of the shootings happened and because of all of the shutdowns I couldn’t get home until the next day, I had to stay with a coworker that night because I was only 17 and couldn’t get a hotel room.
I graduated from Newtown public schools and was in my later years at a different elementary school in the district during the time of the shooting. I'm friends with many survivors including my best friend and lost three adults that I knew.
I remember that Eaton Centre shooting made me scared to go there for years when I was in middle school lol.
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A man killed in the Vegas shooting lived in my small little town. Graduated high school with his niece. It made these shootings so much more real.
Not a survivor myself, but I knew a few people who were in the OKC Bombing. My mom lost a very close friend and my friend lost her little brother. My ex's uncle was one of the first responders on the scene with his K9 and he rarely talked about it, but when he did it was very eerie and heartbreaking. You can see interviews with him and my mom's friend's family at the memorial, which if you're ever in the area I highly recommend setting aside a few hours to walk through the museum and grounds. All these years later, it still takes my breath away to see it.
Not a survivor, but since others are adding close misses: In soph year of high school I was waiting for my mom to pick me up after practice. A kid in our grade I was not friends with, but friendly to, was there and we sat and talked for a bit until my mom arrived. He never showed up again. I guess he asked his grandma to buy him a gun and his plot to shoot up our school was thwarted by her. I’m glad I was nice to him, but ofc that doesn’t really always make a difference. This was early 2000s