>>12211004The truth is, I looked back and saw a third shooter, whom I and many others identified to law enforcement. No matter how many times I and countless others detailed the name and descriptions of that third shooter—who wasn’t even supposed to be at school that day—no one believed us. One of the most traumatic aftershocks of that day was the knowledge that law enforcement ignored the warnings, ignored the signs hanging in the windows, and that countless other students who survived know that at least one other person was out for our blood that day. He still roams free because the easy answer is that Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold were the only shooters. After all, they were dead, and the weapons used were found by their bodies. Only those of us that were there that day and those who knew what was happening and who participated in the shootings or helped to orchestrate the massacre know and speak out about this truth. The shooters were my friends. We were all the outcasts in that school, bullied because we didn’t fit the mold. I knew Eric and Dylan, I also knew the third shooter, which explains why I was able to clearly identify him to law enforcement. That fall semester before the shootings occurred, all my red flags were raised with this group of friends. They were obsessed with death and revenge and were clearly unstable. Although I wasn’t the most emotionally healthy person at that time, I knew the difference between right and wrong, and refused to participate in their “fantasies.” For this reason I intentionally distanced myself from that group during that fall semester and never looked back." -Kristen Krueger, Columbine Survivor, "A Columbine Survivor's Story: Healing the Invisible Wounds of Trauma
