This is what she said. This is what Emma Gonzalez said:
Six minutes and about twenty seconds.That is what Emma Gonzalez said.
In a little over six minutes, 17 of our friends were taken from us, 15 were injured, and everyone absolutely everyone in the Douglas Community was forever altered.
Everyone who was there understands, everyone who has been touched by the cold grip of gun violence understands.
For us, long, tearful, chaotic hours in the scorching afternoon sun were spent not knowing.
No one understood the extent of what had happened. No one could believe that there were bodies in that building waiting to be identified for over a day. No one knew that the people who were missing had stopped breathing long before any of us had even known that a code red had been called. No one could comprehend the devastating aftermath, or how far this would reach, or where this would go.
For those who still can't comprehend because they refuse to, I'll tell you where it went - right into the ground, six feet deep.
Six minutes and 20 seconds with an AR-15 and my friend Carmen would never complain to me about piano practice.
Aaron Feis would never call Kyra Miss Sunshine.
Alex Schachter would never walk into school with his brother, Ryan.
Scott Beigel would never joke around with Cameron at camp.
Helena Ramsay would never hang out after school with Max.
Gina Montalto would never wave to her friend Liam at lunch.
Joaquin Oliver would never play basketball with Sam or Dylan.
Elena Petty would never.
Carole Agron would never.
Chris Hickson would never.
Luke Hoyer would never.
Martin Duque Anguiano would never.
Peter Wang would never.
Alyssa Alhadeff would never.
Jamie Guttenberg would never.
Meadow Pollock would never.
[4 minutes, 35 seconds of silence, followed by an alarm beep]
Since the time that I came out here, it has been six minutes and 20 seconds. The shooter has ceased shooting and will soon abandon his rifle, blend in with the students as they escape, and walk free for an hour before arrest.
Fight for your lives before it’s someone else’s job.