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Feb 2018
The other day, a boy brought a loaded gun to school. 1000 pairs of watching eyes, hundreds of Facebook posts demanding a name, 10 cop cars outside of turner high, 2 boys who robbed a house, and one boy, with one loaded gun. When I told my mom a boy with a pistol showed up during 4th hour she didn’t even look up from making dinner, not because she doesn’t care, but because a school shooting threat just became every other Friday. The first threat of this year was made by a boy with dark purple hair, angry that he wasn’t allowed to stalk innocent girls, this time a boy was robbed of almost everything, except his ability to load a gun.... I don’t know when it happened, when they replaced fire drills with lock down, when a popped bag of chips stopped a heart beat, when the boy who broke a window got a felony and the one with a weapon got a misdemeanor. My life isn’t worth much but I thought it would be at least worth a year. When did a corpse become necessary for a sentencing? When did a gun become as casual as a book? When did weapons become more popular than to **** a mockingbird? When did the teenage funerals become weekly events?
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Eryn
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