12-YEAR-OLD MAYA GEBALA

“SHE TRIED TO LOCK THE DOOR TO SAVE HER FRIENDS AND NOW SHE IS FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE” — 12-YEAR-OLD MAYA GEBALA FIGHTS FOR HER LIFE AFTER TUMBLER RIDGE SCHOOL SHOOTING A quiet morning in Tumbler Ridge turned into chaos when gunfire erupted inside a school library, leaving 12-year-old Maya Gebala critically wounded and now fighting for her life in a Vancouver hospital. Family members say Maya was shot in the head and neck as she tried to lock the library doors to protect her classmates, stepping into danger as others scrambled for safety. Authorities have identified the 18-year-old suspect as Jesse Van Rootselaar, alleging the violence began at a private home before moving to the school. Flashing police lights, terrified students, and stunned teachers transformed the small British Columbia community in a matter of minutes. Outside the hospital, candles flicker as classmates call Maya a hero and pray for a miracle. As doctors continue their fight to save her, the entire town waits for the next fragile update that could change everything. Full story in the comments.

“SHE TRIED TO LOCK THE DOOR TO SAVE HER FRIENDS AND NOW SHE IS FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE” — 12-YEAR-OLD MAYA GEBALA FIGHTS FOR HER LIFE AFTER TUMBLER RIDGE SCHOOL SHOOTING A quiet morning in Tumbler Ridge turned into chaos when gunfire erupted inside a school library, leaving 12-year-old Maya Gebala critically wounded and now fighting for her life in a Vancouver hospital. Family members say Maya was shot in the head and neck as she tried to lock the library doors to protect her classmates, stepping into danger as others scrambled for safety. Authorities have identified the 18-year-old suspect as Jesse Van Rootselaar, alleging the violence began at a private home before moving to the school. Flashing police lights, terrified students, and stunned teachers transformed the small British Columbia community in a matter of minutes. Outside the hospital, candles flicker as classmates call Maya a hero and pray for a miracle. As doctors continue their fight to save her, the entire town waits for the next fragile update that could change everything. Full story in the comments.

Schoolgirl, 12, fighting for life after shooting attack in Canada Maya Gebala is in a critical condition as it is revealed that the house of the suspect, Jesse Van Rootselaar, had been visited by police on ‘multiple occasions’ Maya Gebala, a young woman with a nose ring, wearing a dark hoodie. Maya Gebala is clinging […]


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