School Lockdown Drill Turned Real

It was a regular lockdown drill Thursday in school, and all of us were waiting for the bell to ring twice. It was so that we could complete the drill, and sit back without any stress. The last hour of the school had started, but yet there was no sign of the bell ringing, which was very unusual.

This made our professor a bit tensed. So our professor went to the bell room to see what was wrong. And there it was, the bell man’s neck was been slit, and his body was filled with blood oozing out. Seeing that she screamed her way back towards the classroom. Everyone on the floor got alerted by the scream. As our professor was about to the shut the door closed, the professor in the next classroom came by to see what was the chaos all about. When our professor told him about the bell-man’s situation, he went straight to his classroom and shut the door from out, and then with a calm mind, he made his way safely to the bell room to warn everyone else. He rang the bell thrice, and there they came, men in ninja attires but with rifles in hand and knives in their pockets.

They took the professors and students who were loitering around, as hostages. They used the speaker to tell us, that our school had been taken over by gunmen, because of an incident that happened 10 years ago, in this very school hall. None of us knew what it was. We were scared, and we hid down under our desks, and mostly as far from the door as possible.

Our professor tried to keep us calm by saying that we were safe and would go home safely. She knew what happened 10 years ago, but won’t open up about it. The terrorists were taking rounds when we heard that the children in the next classroom were held captive, as the teacher had locked them from outside. The students yelled as the terrorists tied them with ropes. They had big rifles pointing at them. Seeing this, my teacher couldn’t hold back and went to them to help in some way or the other.

While going, she asked us to lock the door from inside. We pleaded for her to not to go, but she said that being a teacher, it was her responsibility to take care of them, and that she would be fine. We did as she said, and our class representative took charge after. We don’t know what happened later, except for all the screaming and crying that happened before the deafening shooting sounds that echoed across the hallways.

Things were getting beyond serious now. So we decided to hatch a plot against the psycho-killers. It was a tough task, but we gathered all possible things that could act as weapons, and broke the window glass, and then the door glass, to catch the attention of the gunman in the neighboring class. He came near the door to see what was happening, when the fastest boy in the class hit his head with the fire extinguisher. He fainted then and there. We pulled him inside the classroom, and tied him to the desk.

Now we had taken one down, out of a total of six. One of them was their leader. As we captured the gunman, few of our students went to the other classroom, and untied our professor and students in there. While doing this, 2 other gunmen came, and pointed their rifles at the students. We thought that we were doomed when our teacher took the rifle of the first gunman, and shot them from behind. This raised chaos and calm at the same time, but we had alerted the rest of the 3 terrorists as well. Now we had to lay a plan for capturing the main ones.

It had been an hour since our parents had waited for us near the school gate. The news reporters were showing the murdered watchmen on news. The police force was trying to contact the leader of the gunmen, but he wouldn’t respond. Shooting those 2 gunmen had alerted the rest of the 3 gunmen. Now we had three rifles and 6 knives, with other classroom stuff that we had collected.

The leader sent his bodyguards to check what had exactly happened. During all of this, the leader via speaker announced that if we create any more chaos then he would murder our principal then and there. This didn’t affect us since the principal was our least favorite person. But we believed in humanity. So keeping that in mind, we tried to gather everyone in one classroom silently. But this time around, the gunman came in through the windows and got hold of our teacher thinking that she was the mastermind behind this.

They took her and we couldn’t do anything about it. While the terrorist leader’s right hand took our professor, his other teammate stayed behind to keep a check on us. Some of us were separated, so now we had to be more careful. We kept the rifles and knives hidden with us so that he wouldn’t confiscate them. He was smart enough to be tricked, but we couldn’t just give up. So we checked the rope from which they got in, and a few of us tried to escape through that. This got the attention for which we laid this plan, the leader’s left hand ran into classroom when we hit him from behind on the head and neck by the rifles. He didn’t fall unconscious, so we had to stab and tie him. 

2 more to go. We kept the escaping on priority. It was in no time, when the leader would come to check on his other man. So we hurried the next classroom mates too. And there he was, 6 feet tall with wide shoulders, his face has scars like the ones soldiers get from war. His presence itself was scary. He came to us with an annoyed face and asked us if we knew why he attacked our school. We shook our heads no. Apparently, 10 years ago his daughter who studied in this very school, and was been failed by our principal, because he favored his daughter over his duty.

The hatred between those two girls, which resulted in failing the other girl, led to her devastation. Even after pleasing and pleading to the principle and his daughter, he wouldn’t listen, and so she committed suicide from the school terrace. The principal used all his power to suppress the case, and hence it was never spoken about. This angered the leader, which later made him become a criminal to start with.

We were speechless, all we had to say was that everyone wanted to go home. To which he said that we would, once the principal lets out the real story. He got the principal to see us, and our teary eyes. Mr. Ron, the principal opened up only to get us back home.
Location: United States

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