Valentine's Day won't ever be the same for me. Last year on February 14th at 3:20 pm, I was on my way to my Geography class in Cole Hall at NIU in DeKalb, IL. I was in my car making my way through campus to the parking garages. I was listening to NPR and noticed way too many people walking on the sidewalks all on cell phones. Suddenly, I heard breaking news through the radio about shootings that happened. It wasn't clear where exactly the shooting happened. They thought it was in the bookstore. For whatever reason, I drove in the parking garages, seeing everybody fleeing out of there. I then found out that the shooting took place in Cole Hall and campus is closed. On my detoured (due to traffic) way home, I got almost hit by the other cars twice because roads where closed and it was a total chaos. Later, I learned that the shooter is dead and some students were shot. I was able to call everyone that I am OK.
It took me a few hours to realize that I might of been right there if I wasn't running late. My class was supposed to take place in THAT lecture hall right after theirs.
It's been a year and I still start walking much faster passing Cole Hall, I still stop and remember when seeing signs like this around town, and somehow, I stopped running late for my classes.
To learn more about what happend, you can go here.