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Summary of Taylor S. Schumann's When Thoughts and Prayers Aren't Enough
Everest Media
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Éditeur:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
Protection:
Filigrane
Filigrane
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9798822542204
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 On April 12, 2013, I was working at a radio station when I heard about a possible shooter on the campus of a university in North Carolina. I was terrified, but I thought about how my wedding was only a few weeks away, and I couldn’t wait.
#2 I was working at a community college in Virginia when I heard a gunshot. I ducked underneath my desk, and saw blood dripping onto the floor. I didn’t know whose blood it was.
#3 I was shot in the left hand, and as I slipped my engagement ring off and put it in my pocket, I knew I was hurt. I was trapped in a room with a door that I couldn’t lock, and a man with a gun stood on the other side. I prayed to die quickly.
#4 I was in a closet with my back against the door, terrified. I was wounded and bleeding, and I didn’t know if anyone was hurt or not. I heard voices, and thought it was a good sign.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 On April 12, 2013, I was working at a radio station when I heard about a possible shooter on the campus of a university in North Carolina. I was terrified, but I thought about how my wedding was only a few weeks away, and I couldn’t wait.
#2 I was working at a community college in Virginia when I heard a gunshot. I ducked underneath my desk, and saw blood dripping onto the floor. I didn’t know whose blood it was.
#3 I was shot in the left hand, and as I slipped my engagement ring off and put it in my pocket, I knew I was hurt. I was trapped in a room with a door that I couldn’t lock, and a man with a gun stood on the other side. I prayed to die quickly.
#4 I was in a closet with my back against the door, terrified. I was wounded and bleeding, and I didn’t know if anyone was hurt or not. I heard voices, and thought it was a good sign.
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