21-year-old Yusor Mohammad Abu-Salha was shot in the head alongside her husband and her sister in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, on Tuesday. A preliminary police investigation suggests that the fatal shootings were the result of a parking dispute, but the possibility that it was a hate crime has not been ruled out. A 46-year-old neighbor, Craig Stephen Hicks, has been arrested and charged.
Here, Yusor’s friend, Amira Ata, a teacher, tries to make sense of the tragedy—and recalls an evening when the alleged shooter arrived at the victims’ apartment because he thought they were making too much noise playing a board game. He came to the door with a rifle, Yusor told her.
As told to Latoya Peterson.
Yusor Abu-Salha was like a sister to me.
We’ve always been together. Starting in third grade, we went through elementary school, middle school, high school, undergrad in Raleigh, North Carolina. We were inseparable.
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First, let’s get the Blogging 201 stuff out of the way for today. I played around with a number of alternatives for sharing my presence on other platforms and I haven’t found one I like yet, so it’s just going to live in this post until I can find something I like better.
I also have a Tumblr, and if you really want the link, I’ll post it but you know, it’s Tumblr, so tread lightly. I am pretty much 100% uncensored there, even though 99.9% of my posts are reblogs with no additional commentary, and also there is a disgusting amount of SF Giants stuff there and I’m about to add SO MUCH MORE because you know, BASEBALL, so like, consider yourselves warned if you get the link.
If you’ve opened my Instagram page but not yet looked at it, I’m going to save you A LOT of time in this post. Here are some of the most recent pictures on my phone, which are, for the most part, the most recent pictures on my Instagram feed. My life is 100% my dogs and I am really surprised I’ve not spent more time talking about them on this blog. I mean, last night I was taking pictures of them and posting them to Instagram while watching Pit Bulls and Parolees. I’m not lying, y’all. I have a serious dog addiction. But can you blame me?
I lied a little when I said “and other stories” in the title of this post, which I know is a really shitty thing to do because it’s misleading, but I really don’t have any other stories to tell you. I’ve been super busy at work since I got over the flu or whatever it was I had, and in my spare time, I’ve been nursing Sigot back to health, putting together a 2,000-piece dresser from Ikea, and of course, taking a shit ton of pictures of my doges. So doge. Much cute.
I love a good quote. I will save that shit and think on it when the right situation presents itself and I will be fucking INSPIRED or COMFORTED or some shit. Once upon a time, I had two text files I updated on the reg with quotes I stumbled across online. I haven’t updated it in like, over a decade, but I found the file buried on my hard drive tonight, so I thought I’d share some of my favorites.
I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and all the nights that I am away from you
I believe in the brotherhood of man, all men, but I don’t believe in brotherhood with anybody who doesn’t want brotherhood with me. I believe in treating people right, but I’m not going to waste my time trying to treat somebody right who doesn’t know how to return the treatment.
Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
Our life is frittered away by detail…
You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
Do not go where the path may lead,
go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson
There are two ways of spreading light —
to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
If the person you are talking to doesn’t appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.
–Pooh’s Little Instruction Book
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.