A/N: This story is dedicated to all the family, friends and students
that have gone through and scarred by school shootings, my heart goes
out to each and every one of you.. from the bottom of my heart. And
may all the people who were killed, god bless your souls and may you
rest in peace.
Simply Deep
{This is it, finally they will pay... they will pay for the pain... oh yes... the pain will come and they will fall} Once warm brown eyes flashed with hatered and anger ready to be unleased, the fury brewing a storm inside the heart and mind. Pacing back and forth, wearing the carpet thin, the planning had begun almost 2 monthes ago. The planning of getting revenge on the people he hated, the people he had tried to join only to be pushed away and rejected harshly. The day had finally come, the day for his redemption had come and he was about to make the most of it...
{Thrusday, July 4.. so that day will be know as a day of my freedom...} Thoughts ran wild as the cold winter breeze that blew ouside, rain threating to fall. Normal clothing, normal hair style, the only thing that was different was the intent of the day. Skipping stairs as if happy, and a regular backpack sat loyaly by the kitchen, unknowing its purpose to be played out. Inside of it, instead of the regular schoolbooks and pencils, were two automatic handguns, each with a six bullet clip. Grinning, he finished his breakfast and kissed his mother good by as usual as he ran to his bike and started on his way to school. Petaling faster, a goofy smile plastured on his face, eager to reaches his destanation. Upon arrival, he shacked up his bike and made his way to his first class. He needed to prepare... The hallway, his well known absolute Hell. Voices made no move to quiet as he passed.
"Looks at him, what a nerd..."
"Poor Loser, he has no life what so ever.."
"Too bad smarts don't make up for having friends.."Snickering and whispering was all directed at one person, the one person that just that silly goofy grin on their face that said I know something you don't know. Entering his classroom, he just waited for the right moment. {Redemption is at hand...} The grin never left his face as the bell rang and one by one the students began to file into the class room. As soon as ever one was seated, slim fingers crepted into a backpack and slowly began pulling out the hand guns as they were tucked into the back of his pants. When it was done and role was called, it was time. Getting up, legs slowly made their way to the front of the class, ignoring the shouts of the teacher"
"Sit down! I have a class to teach!"
"Excuse me... Excuse Me!!" Still going up, the path was changed so he was right infront of the teacher as he reached back and slapped her hard aacross the face, causing her to fall to the floor, clutching her cheek.
"Shut up Bitch!" Once she was on the ground, her drew back his leg and kicked her hard in the stomach. She stopped trying to get up as she coughed up blood, leaving a thin stream down the side of her blood covered lips. The once goofy smile turned into something more sinastire, evil. The first hand gun was pulled out, pointed at a popular jock as the females of the room gasped, tears streaming down more then one persons cheek. Yet no sobs could be heard over to sound of the gun going off, the class just watched as jock fell off his chair and onto the floor, a neat little hole in his forehead that had started to bleed in large amounts. Spit landed on the body, as the sobs and quiet prayers could now be heard.
"Dear God.. were all going to die.." Thought was young women in the back row. She watched as the exocusaner pick out a cheerleader from the second row, a ditzy blond named Niru, the girl that always had her makeup on perfect and always though she was better then ever one else, but when she turned to face him, her eyes red and make up smearing. Human, ever one saw her as a human.. a poor human that was facing death's door. The girl shouted.
"Stop, you have no right to do this!!" He looked up at her, a shiver ran down her shiver at the pure and uleashed mixed emotions in his eyes. Fury, hate, rage, anger... and hurt. Surprise and shock flashed through her mind. But she resumed her stand.
"Who made you god!?! Who gave you the right to choose who should live and who should die!?!" The rage was building, she could see it in his eyes before she turned and faced the empty seat beside her, the seat of her best friend who was sick today.{Thank god she will survive and that she is safe from this Hell} Breaking off this thought, she turned her gaze back to the killer. Hearing the sicking sound of his boots against the hardwood floors next to her and his hand on her shoulder as she pressed her to sit back down, she did only then did she feel the nuzzle of the gun pressed against the side of her head. {Oh God... I'm going to die...} Tears ran unashamed river down her cheeks as she heard his question to her.
"Do you believe is God?" Taking a deep breath, she bit back her sobs and answered him.
"yes.." She answered and the last thoughts that went through her mind were. { I'm too young to die, I'm only 14...} Another gun shot echoed through the classroom as another body dropped to the floor. Tears running off of her cold dead face...
A guy jumped out of his seat as he tried to run over to the girls body, only to get shot straight through the heart, another body on the floor and the death count one more mark higher. The cheerleader was shot through the top of her head, while she was on her knees, beginning for her life... And so it continued like that till he ran out of bullets, then he calmly turned himself over to the police... the death count at 13...12 students from bullet wounds and one teacher from internal injures...
A/N: I'm sorry if that was abit more descriptive then you would have liked... but think of the people who had to go through with this, had to watch this... Chapter 2 will consist of reveiling the murderer and finally adding the main characters, this is the beginning to a seires of different stories that are going to be based on real life events that effect our lives.. God Bless all the poor souls lost, Rest in Peace...
Simply Deep
{This is it, finally they will pay... they will pay for the pain... oh yes... the pain will come and they will fall} Once warm brown eyes flashed with hatered and anger ready to be unleased, the fury brewing a storm inside the heart and mind. Pacing back and forth, wearing the carpet thin, the planning had begun almost 2 monthes ago. The planning of getting revenge on the people he hated, the people he had tried to join only to be pushed away and rejected harshly. The day had finally come, the day for his redemption had come and he was about to make the most of it...
{Thrusday, July 4.. so that day will be know as a day of my freedom...} Thoughts ran wild as the cold winter breeze that blew ouside, rain threating to fall. Normal clothing, normal hair style, the only thing that was different was the intent of the day. Skipping stairs as if happy, and a regular backpack sat loyaly by the kitchen, unknowing its purpose to be played out. Inside of it, instead of the regular schoolbooks and pencils, were two automatic handguns, each with a six bullet clip. Grinning, he finished his breakfast and kissed his mother good by as usual as he ran to his bike and started on his way to school. Petaling faster, a goofy smile plastured on his face, eager to reaches his destanation. Upon arrival, he shacked up his bike and made his way to his first class. He needed to prepare... The hallway, his well known absolute Hell. Voices made no move to quiet as he passed.
"Looks at him, what a nerd..."
"Poor Loser, he has no life what so ever.."
"Too bad smarts don't make up for having friends.."Snickering and whispering was all directed at one person, the one person that just that silly goofy grin on their face that said I know something you don't know. Entering his classroom, he just waited for the right moment. {Redemption is at hand...} The grin never left his face as the bell rang and one by one the students began to file into the class room. As soon as ever one was seated, slim fingers crepted into a backpack and slowly began pulling out the hand guns as they were tucked into the back of his pants. When it was done and role was called, it was time. Getting up, legs slowly made their way to the front of the class, ignoring the shouts of the teacher"
"Sit down! I have a class to teach!"
"Excuse me... Excuse Me!!" Still going up, the path was changed so he was right infront of the teacher as he reached back and slapped her hard aacross the face, causing her to fall to the floor, clutching her cheek.
"Shut up Bitch!" Once she was on the ground, her drew back his leg and kicked her hard in the stomach. She stopped trying to get up as she coughed up blood, leaving a thin stream down the side of her blood covered lips. The once goofy smile turned into something more sinastire, evil. The first hand gun was pulled out, pointed at a popular jock as the females of the room gasped, tears streaming down more then one persons cheek. Yet no sobs could be heard over to sound of the gun going off, the class just watched as jock fell off his chair and onto the floor, a neat little hole in his forehead that had started to bleed in large amounts. Spit landed on the body, as the sobs and quiet prayers could now be heard.
"Dear God.. were all going to die.." Thought was young women in the back row. She watched as the exocusaner pick out a cheerleader from the second row, a ditzy blond named Niru, the girl that always had her makeup on perfect and always though she was better then ever one else, but when she turned to face him, her eyes red and make up smearing. Human, ever one saw her as a human.. a poor human that was facing death's door. The girl shouted.
"Stop, you have no right to do this!!" He looked up at her, a shiver ran down her shiver at the pure and uleashed mixed emotions in his eyes. Fury, hate, rage, anger... and hurt. Surprise and shock flashed through her mind. But she resumed her stand.
"Who made you god!?! Who gave you the right to choose who should live and who should die!?!" The rage was building, she could see it in his eyes before she turned and faced the empty seat beside her, the seat of her best friend who was sick today.{Thank god she will survive and that she is safe from this Hell} Breaking off this thought, she turned her gaze back to the killer. Hearing the sicking sound of his boots against the hardwood floors next to her and his hand on her shoulder as she pressed her to sit back down, she did only then did she feel the nuzzle of the gun pressed against the side of her head. {Oh God... I'm going to die...} Tears ran unashamed river down her cheeks as she heard his question to her.
"Do you believe is God?" Taking a deep breath, she bit back her sobs and answered him.
"yes.." She answered and the last thoughts that went through her mind were. { I'm too young to die, I'm only 14...} Another gun shot echoed through the classroom as another body dropped to the floor. Tears running off of her cold dead face...
A guy jumped out of his seat as he tried to run over to the girls body, only to get shot straight through the heart, another body on the floor and the death count one more mark higher. The cheerleader was shot through the top of her head, while she was on her knees, beginning for her life... And so it continued like that till he ran out of bullets, then he calmly turned himself over to the police... the death count at 13...12 students from bullet wounds and one teacher from internal injures...
A/N: I'm sorry if that was abit more descriptive then you would have liked... but think of the people who had to go through with this, had to watch this... Chapter 2 will consist of reveiling the murderer and finally adding the main characters, this is the beginning to a seires of different stories that are going to be based on real life events that effect our lives.. God Bless all the poor souls lost, Rest in Peace...