i sat there, for the whole ceremony fantasising about walking down the middle of all the chairs, and shootng the priest. turning around, and shooting my dad, his girlfriend, my cousin, and finally myself.

i would sit at school and think of the many ways in which i could kill all these people. most of my plans would've taken place during a friday assembly, the ones the grade 12's organise.

funny how old habits come back and bite you in the ass.

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