Yes. I called you the Orlando shooter, I didn’t call you by your name. You don’t deserve a name. You are a nobody. You shot over 100, unarmed defenseless people. And then, although you were armed, you got shot yourself. Bravo, sir.

I want to know what you were thinking, shooter. How did you convince yourself to kill that many people? Did you just view them as individuals? I’m here to tell you that you didn’t just kill individuals. You killed their family members. You killed their coworkers. You killed their lovers.

I know that your goal was to scare us, to warn us, to evoke fear to our everyday lives. You did not succeed. We are not scared. We are not afraid. We are united. We are bonded. We are supported from the rest of the world. Orlando is a city of 40 million people. But we are one, we take care of each other. All you did was make us closer as a city. So thank you.

Here in America we are raised with the belief that you can be anything you want when you grow up. It doesn’t matter if you are black, white, straight, gay, purple, or green. We are all equal. We are supposed to celebrate our differences and stand up for what we believe in. While at the same time respecting that someone else might not agree. I guess no one taught you that, shooter. Here in America we can’t just go around killing people if we don’t agree with what they have to say.

Shooter, I don’t know where you went when you died, but I hope that you got to see all of those bodies lying on the ground, with their phones still ringing, of family members calling frantically to make sure that they weren’t one of the ones killed. I hope pain rang through your chest. I hope hell for you is you feeling the heartbreak of every single person you killed, and all of the people you effected.

So, shooter, your name will not go down in history books. You will not be remembered by anything more than the coward who hid behind a gun, who took the lives of innocent people. You will be remembered as the guy who made Orlando come together as one.