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>be me
>be 17
>the date is april 20 1999
>just another boring day in high school
>everybody hates me
>im a kissless virgin
>no girls want me
>same old shit
>I think to myself "can this day get any worse?"
>20 minutes later
>lunch starts
>in cafeteria
>I have no friends to sit with
>forever alone
>suddenly I hear banging noises
>the staff and teachers get worried
>it's a school shooting
>holyshit.jpg
>the staff tell us to evacuate the cafeteria
>me and 100+ other students run like hell from there
>"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!?
>we walk into random classrooms hiding from the killer
>gunshot and screaming noises coming from the hall
>im scared
>i cry
>teacher tells me to keep quiet
>police and swat teams show up
>they break me out of the school
>thank god
>I'm surrounded by ambulances and cop cars outside
>police tell me im safe
>a few hours later
>the killers have taken their own lives with their guns
>the massacre is over
>I think to myself "I'm a lonely faggot, but I'm lucky to be alive"
>19 years pass
>I'm 36 now I got married and had a 14 year old son who is in middle school
>I get a call from the school
>mfw they told me they found a gun in his backpack
>I want to fucking
>be 17
>the date is april 20 1999
>just another boring day in high school
>everybody hates me
>im a kissless virgin
>no girls want me
>same old shit
>I think to myself "can this day get any worse?"
>20 minutes later
>lunch starts
>in cafeteria
>I have no friends to sit with
>forever alone
>suddenly I hear banging noises
>the staff and teachers get worried
>it's a school shooting
>holyshit.jpg
>the staff tell us to evacuate the cafeteria
>me and 100+ other students run like hell from there
>"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!?
>we walk into random classrooms hiding from the killer
>gunshot and screaming noises coming from the hall
>im scared
>i cry
>teacher tells me to keep quiet
>police and swat teams show up
>they break me out of the school
>thank god
>I'm surrounded by ambulances and cop cars outside
>police tell me im safe
>a few hours later
>the killers have taken their own lives with their guns
>the massacre is over
>I think to myself "I'm a lonely faggot, but I'm lucky to be alive"
>19 years pass
>I'm 36 now I got married and had a 14 year old son who is in middle school
>I get a call from the school
>mfw they told me they found a gun in his backpack
>I want to fucking
