Hey its Shon.

We have traveled to a total of 11 states thus far, speaking to people about the power of healing and more importantly the NEED to heal from TRAUMA.

I guess its first important to recognize moments in your life that were traumatic. You know, the thoughts and experiences that we bury, and bury, until they disappear (which they never really do)

Today is the first time in 13 years I AM ADMITTING THAT 7/11/06 was a traumatic day for me.

Here is what I remember…..(names have been changed or withheld for confidentiality purposes)

It was a late night in DC, and I was preparing for bed. I am on the 3rd floor of an apartment complex, and I am dressed in a tanktop and boxer shorts. (POW POW 💥 Shots fired outside)

Friend #1—- (Yelling Frantically, and Crying) “Shontice Please go outside and tell me thats not my friend who got shot”

Of course, I want to save everything and everybody so without thinking i FLY down 2 flights of steps to see what was going on, never ever thinking about my life being in danger, and never changed my clothes through this ENTIRE ordeal.

When i got outside, I saw absolutely NOTHING! Not a soul in sight. I go down another set of steps and on the side of the building I see A PERSON VERY CLOSE TO ME (Friend #2), laying underneath her friend (Friend #3) on the ground. They had both been shot.

In those exact moments I knew that Friend #3 was deceased. I ran over and lifted Friend #3 off of Friend #2, and begin to assure her everything was fine. I realized, in that very moment Friend #3, SAVED Friend #2‘s LIFE‼️I screamed to anybody that would listen, CALL 911!!!!!

While calming down Friend #2 who kept asking me was Friend #3 ok, I recall a scooter and a cab riding past staring at the scene, in aww. I SCREAMED AGAIN, CALL 911‼️ Just then miraculously there were a million people outside.

I totally ignored any “normal feeling” of grief that would arise when you see or have to touch a deceased person, especially one that you know. My only focus at the time was making sure that Friend #2 was stable after taking a bullet to both her lower back and her leg. Friend #3, took a lot more shots in various places, but I RECALL SEEING NO BLOOD or LEAKAGE OF ANY KIND FROM EITHER PERSON.

When I physically moved Friend #3’s body it was extremely heavy, and I remember touching her seeing that a bullet went through her wallet and butt. Now that I think back, as much as I was able to keep Friend #2 calm, I glanced over at Friend #3, SEVERAL times, maybe in disbelief. The images of Friend #3’s face, laying on the ground are at the forefront of my brain as I write these words………….

I have never shared this story with anyone, and today was the first day I cried about it. I am embracing my healing journey and becoming more aware of the experiences I CHOSE NOT TO REMEMBER, to save myself from emotions.

Today and everyday after this, I embrace my emotions, feelings whether they are trauma induced or not! They are mine, and I will no longer run from them.

Thank you for allowing me to share☀️🌎‼️