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April 15 - April 19, 2023
It could have been worse. Thank goodness it was only a two-pencil day.
Write nothing. Say nothing.
He can’t remember exactly when the fascination with school shooters started.
They don’t judge like people do. They simply point in one direction and destroy upon command.
Kill myself? Let the cops do it? Or should I surrender?
Ian isn’t sure on the suicide part. How can he fully appreciate his actions if he’s dead? The entire world will soon know his name. That’s some heady stuff.
What does he want to be remembered as? Some lame-brain psychiatrist might profile him as depressed or maybe narcissistic, just because he doesn’t need their degrees to know he is better than them.
No matter what happens, if he enacts Phase One and Phase Two, the day can be counted as a win for him. All right, who’s ready to die?
The effort to shield kids from discomfort caused society to inadvertently create a staggering number of crybabies with little to no coping skills.
There were two extremes. Either parents got involved so strongly that their child could barely breathe, or they abandoned the kid to navigate life alone.
People adapt to whatever situation they’re placed in.
We’ll all be holograms someday, but not yet.
Ian amuses himself by wondering which of the students around him will be alive at the end of the day. A sense of power fills him. They have no idea what’s coming.
“We’re going to be late,” Megan grumbles. “It’s only 7:25, what definition of late are you working with?” asks Mrs. Marquette.
It won’t matter in a few hours anyway.
People suck. They need cheap stuff like this to cling to.
“There’s been another school shooting,”
“That’s sad, and becoming too common a tale,”
You’d be amazed what kids will do for scratch-and-sniff stickers.
Living carries its own brand of horror.
Adam Lanza killed his mother, 26 more people at Sandy Hook Elementary School, and then himself,
“Heroes are only needed when things go wrong, and today, things went very, very wrong. People shouldn’t need to do this kind of saving. Our society should be better than this.”
Everybody has the capacity for madness, most just have more self-control.
Evil is not a disease we’re going to cure any time soon, but love can go a long way in healing what was lost and broken.
