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Crack, boom, pop The news ricochets around the room like a bullet It explodes in our ears Crack, boom, pop Right near the playground The report says
Day in and day out. Through the halls and down coridors. He walks with vegance. Little could see nor understand. Sirens scream as hallways drip. Thankful to no longer be a target. Eyes close in the ER.
This is a small excerpt in the perspective of Elliot Rodger before he went on a killing spree.Reader discretion is advised. I took complete liberty in making up his perspective (so be warned).
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