A friend of mine posted this on another forum I go to:
This was part of the TCRL Newsletter this week. One of our members Matt McCombs was in the room when the shooting happened. He lived to tell this very sad story, here it is:
As some of you that know me may know, I am a student at Virginia Tech. I am an engineering student, in hopes of becoming a crew chief in NASCAR. As most of you know, tragedy struck Virginia Tech yesterday. A crazed gunman murdered 32 innocent students. I was in the room when the gunman came in, and I was very fortunate and was blessed by God to have made it out alive. However, many of these lives could have been saved...
Many people have asked me this, and yes, I knew the gunman. Well, let me take that back, I knew who he was. I had seen him around a few times, and had attempted to socialize with him before. Since we lived in the same dorm hall on campus (Harper Hall), a while back, I figured I'd try to be nice and social, and I even tried to make him laugh and feel welcome, because at the time, I knew he didn't have many, if any, friends, and I was trying to be nice to him. I could tell I was bothering him, so I just cut my losses and moved on, but I knew that something was wrong with him.
Well, lo and behold, the English professor (the killer majored in English) had noticed these things too. When students were required to write plays, the killer's were always about blood and gore, death, and suffering. The professor tried to talk with him about the plays, and suggested that he saw a counselor, but the killer refused. She notified the police about this, and the tree-hugging dirt-worshipping liberals (employed by the state of Virginia, which is run by Democrats) in charge of the police refused to do anything about it. They claimed there wasn't enough evidence to obtain a search warrant, or do something to try and stop something like this from happening. This isn't the only time that it seems like they went out of their way to let something like this happen (but it wasn't just the tree-hugging dirt-worshipping liberals that went out of their way to let this happen).
Now it's Monday morning, and I'm up at an ungodly time in the morning, getting ready for said engineering class that I'm in and said engineering class that the gunman opened fire on. All of a sudden, I hear a gunshot. I was scared ****less. At that point, I remembered my conversation with the killer, and I knew it was he. I picked up a knife I have for self defense (the school doesn't allow firearms on campus, which I'm sure is part of the reason why this happened, because the gunman knew that nobody could return fire) and ran to class as fast as my legs would carry me to alert my professor. I told the professor about the gunshot, and showed him my knife (which was a dumb move on my part) saying that we need to protect ourselves. The professor was in complete denial (he must have thought it was a practical joke). He told me that there was no way that something like that could have happened without his knowing of it (teachers and students were notified about the first shooting after the second shooting had already taken place). He took away my knives, and said he wouldn't report me to the authorities because I was such a good student. I tried to persuade him, but he refused to believe me.
Anyway, a short time afterward, the classroom door opened. There's the killer. With a gun. He shoots, and everybody goes nuts. I would have tried to catch him off guard and stab him if I had a knife. So I had to take plan B. I opened a window, and got the heck outta dodge, and lots of other people followed. But I had watched a large number of my friends die right in front of me, and there was nothing that I could have done about it. Talk about traumatizing. It makes me sick that the killer did it without any remorse, and it makes me even sicker that he turned the gun on himself. I would have wanted to take part in the pleasure of killing him, but he knew that I and lots of other students there would do so, so he turned the gun on himself.
The professor that I tried to warn was killed in the tragedy. I warned him. I'll let you be the judge on whether or not that was karma, but I'm not going to comment on it, and it is a sad loss nonetheless. I had never witnessed something like that, and I was scared ****less.
Lots of people have told me that VT isn't safe, and that I should get the heck outta dodge. I have to disagree. I love VT to death, and it was a safe campus. It was just one man who went completely berserk. It's a shame how one person can completely ruin the reputation of a school and affect thousands and thousands of people.
I feel blessed by God to be still alive, and to have made it out without getting hit at all. I feel very lucky to be alive and to tell you guys about my experience. I feel that God was watching over me that day. I ask for your thoughts and prayers during this difficult tragedy, and I'm going to take a few days off here at GameFAQs to mourn the deaths of my dear friends and fellow VT students and faculty, as I'm sure you all can understand. Thanks for your time, and I guess I have made you all read enough.