Seconds From Tragedy in Toronto

I’m seventeen, and yesterday I was walking downtown Toronto near King and Bathurst.

I had just finished eating at Wilbur Mexicana with my friends and started walking north.

Suddenly, I heard six loud bangs. At first, I ignored it—downtown

is chaotic, especially lately. But then I looked over… and saw the aftermath of a shooting.

I didn’t know it at the time, but later that night I found out it was Toronto rapper Houdini.

I was a fan. I keep thinking—if I had finished eating just seconds earlier, I would’ve recognized

him… maybe even gone up for a photo. An innocent bystander was hit. That easily could’ve

been me. It’s been over sixteen hours, and I can’t stop thinking—