In the weeks and months after, as the media painted pictures of what the school shooters were like in their every day life, some people in the school turned a suspicious eye towards my friends and eye as those most likely to try something.

Apparently, we fit enough of the description. Sure, some of us had families that owned guns, but that is because this was Wisconsin and a lot of people hunt deer. Sure none of us really cared to be in extracurricular activities in school but, for me at least, it was because I was trying to work as much as possible to save up for college. Also, it was known that we were bullied and some of us listened to Marilyn Manson so, obviously, we were just ticking time bombs waiting to go off. The rest of that school year and first few months of the next were weird.