i am the weird kid that no one likes. i always wear black and i only have weird friends. The preps and jocks always call us freaks. But one day we said it was enough. My best friend steve got the guns
and Casey got the knifes. we came to school that day and shot them all. the teachers the preps and drama club even we didnt care. i had never felt that good in my life. the death around me was just wonderful…
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
and then i wake up and i go back to my shitty little live, w/ my weird friends still dreaming and saying what if?