For many people, writing about a traumatic event can be extremely helpful as a jumble of memories and emotions would first have to be organized into coherent worlds and phrases. Knowing that they would be read might be an added incentive.

All through this day, we will try to post or link as many of your stories as we can. This is where a place like Metroblogging Montreal can really distinguish itself from the regular news sites. We’re raw, we’re personal, that’s why we’re a blog.

If you write or find something that warrants a wider distribution just send us a comment or use the Suggest a Story link.

The first one is from Minarin.

“Well I mean, lots of sirens for a firedrill, huh? Oh hey, an AMBULANCE, that’s pretty realistic. Oh wow, people are crying…WHAT KIND OF FIREDRILL IS THIS?!?!”

I looked beside me and saw a guy completely losing himself. He was struggling to keep himself from crying. I asked him if he was okay and he just started telling me everything he had seen.

You don’t even have to have been in Dawson, an outsider’s account can be just as chilling as you can see in Ed’s recounting.

A few minutes later I was getting close to rue Guy, and by then I noticed there were a lot of people going the other way - coming towards me - and almost every one of them was talking on their mobile phone. I caught bits of talk; “Oh my God!” “What?” and the most chilling, “At least you’re alive.”

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1. Inside the mind of the shooter
2. More First-Hand Accounts (2)
3. All Heroes Need Their Story Told
4. Dawson Folks Still (Understandably) Nervous
5. What was THAT all about?