I never thought I would be sitting here writing something like this today. Normally here on Nightmarish Conjurings you see fun Haunt and movie reviews; but here I am – both shaken and heartbroken over last night’s unspeakable acts of nothing more than a coward and excuse of human waste. Also, let’s just stop calling him “a shooter” and call this “thing” what he really is – a terrorist.
At 12:20am, my husband and I were awoken by a frantic phone call from a co-worker and friend of ours advising us of the current situation happening just a few miles away from our home. We flipped on the television half-dazed upon being stirred from our sleep to see exactly what the deal was – and we couldn’t even wrap around our heads what we were seeing. The horrific videos and photos from my Vegas neighbors seemed like something straight out of “American Horror Story.” However, not even Ryan Murphy’s brilliant and twisted mind of visual macabre could come close to compare to the realities of what we were witnessing, and the anxieties of not knowing if our friends and family were indeed safe.
One of my mind-fucking anxieties that normally take over my brain whenever I enter the bright lights of downtown Vegas had become a real-life nightmare, and if you suffer from any form of anxiety attacks, you know exactly of what I speak of. Even now thinking of the people in my town who have directly lost a Mom, Dad, spouse, sibling, or a friend, because of the disgusting act of a terrorist whose name I WILL NOT MENTION, it deeply hurts – and I’m not alone.
YOU’RE not alone.
We’re all in this together and in the wake of such a dark hour for our country and our directly affected valley, people are unifying to offer up homes for displaced traveling families and relatives traveling into the Silver State to tend to their loved ones. The wait lines at the Blood Bank are at this time of writing, up to 6-8 hours while volunteers from all over the city bring donors water, juice, and snacks to those life-saving contributors. Even the local American Red Cross centers have seen an overwhelming response of both donations and volunteers to the point where they can’t accept anymore at this time. Even the original GoFundMe for the victims and their families continue to shatter its goals reaching enormous amounts from not just Vegas locals, but from all over the country.
Mr. Rogers said it best my friends…