One Perfect Day

'Today was the day!' I thought to myself. I climbed out of bed into the cold winter morning. My dream awoke me quite early, now was the real thing. I know I should have felt something as I walked upon the cold tiles. My body was shaking violently but I didn't feel any of the harsh cold breeze upon my back. Nothing could stop my plan from succeeding, not even the bitter frost.1

Should I be doing anything special? It was going to be my last meal either alive or as a free citizen. My stomach felt as though it was going to burst with excitement, so I better not disturb it. Well eating should have taken approximately 10 minutes, which means I should have extra time to write.2

Mum still hasn't woken up, she's probably not home. Sometimes I don't think she even knows my name, let alone these feelings that I hide every second of my life. As I sat down at my desk I thought of all the things that I might miss out on if I went through with it. That only made me hesitate for a second, which made me chuckle out loud. Words slipped out from my subconscious mind and flowed through me to my pen. I thought I wouldn't know what my final words were going to be, but obviously my mind knew more than I did.3

I was so tempted to set this place, I called home, on fire, regardless of whether my mother was inside it or not. My heart secretly knew that this was the last time I would see it again, and the rest of me.... Well it was cheering about it!4

The trunk of my crappy old bomb was empty apart from one bag, the object inside laid there silently waiting for its performance. Even though tape was the only thing holding together some parts of this piece of junk, every time I glanced at my car a sense of pride gathered in my chest. This was mine, mine and only mine!5

I drove calmly to the industrial prison people often referred to as High school. I didn't learn anything here except how to distance myself away from all human life. I casually parked outside the gates, watching those who thought this was going to be a normal day pile into the assembly block. Just as I was about to drift off into my plan for a 60th time my thoughts were interrupted by a sudden tapping on the window beside me. Ah! It was that girl. She gave me a cheeky grin and waved madly at me before departing to the assembly block. I didn't even know her name and I don't think she knew mine, but she always greeted me with a smile and a wave everyday. I don't know why but I started crying. I guess just the fact that I never got to talk to her once, and now I have to go kill them all. Maybe I should stop and tell someone of what I'm about to do. Secretly I wanted to be stopped, but at the same time my whole being was pulsing for their warm blood to cover me.6

After half an hour of struggling with my inner godly self I had made up my mind. I had come this far with planning and organizing, it would be stupid not to go through with it.
I pulled my weapon out of the trunk. Everyone was already inside at assembly, no one could see the crazy adolescent wielding a gun heading towards a building with murder in his eyes. I headed around the back of the assembly hall. Luckily for me the school's assembly hall only had two exits because I only had two sets of chains and locks. I paused before locking the back exit. Was anyone going to stop me? Was this all a dream? Am I really going to do this? I breathed in and out for 20 seconds. This was real, no one is going to stop me, I am going to do this! I finally wrapped the cold steel chain around the door handles and locked it.7

I made my way to the main entry at the front of the building. My Mp5 was warm in my hands. I glanced around once again to see if anyone was running towards me or anything. Jeez the security was lousy at my school; it was just a matter of time before this happened. All I had to do was open the door and lock it from the inside so no one could escape. Ok.... Go. I burst into the hall gun in hand and all eyes staring. It's like the room went silent as I locked the door. I turned around to a still silent audience. What was wrong with them? Didn't they realize they were about to die?
'Son, this is no time for pranks, please sit down.' Gesture my sports teacher. They all thought this was a freaking prank! I'll show them how real this prank can be. 8

Before Mr Henderson had made one step towards me I shot him through the head six times. The recoil made my hands all jittery and my heart was alive with excitement. I heard screams piercing the air around me. I had so much power over them, I realized as I watched them suddenly scatter. The whole school was in panic before my eyes. I began to shoot blindly into the crowds. Some attempted to escape through the back door, some hide under the bleachers and some were already dead on the floor from being trampled by the crowds. It was utter chaos in here and it was all my doing. 9

I began to march into the crowd firing at random. I watched them all slowly fall to the ground, teachers and students alike. I felt a punch at the back of my head. It made me stumble, I hated people trying to be heroes. I quickly whipped around and fired. Blood from the stupid joc splattered all over me. His blood in my mouth. They all had to go.10

I don't know how many more bullets I had, but I had taken out most of the school. I had to change the cartridge 3 times now. Each bullet signifying the pain and torment these people had called me. I don't think any of them even knew my name. My finger began the hurt from holding down the trigger. The floor looked like a rug made out of carcasses. I only had 3 bullets left and there were about 7 students left.11

A flash of fake bleached hair crossed my vision. It was that girl again. I think she was trying to get out through the front door. I aimed the gun at her. She didn't greet the barrel with a smile and a wave but with teary eyes and a pleading expression. My eyes began to water. 'You were the only one,' I cried with the gun still focused on her chest. I couldn't kill her, she had more of an impact on my life than anyone and we hadn't even talked.12

I took the gun strap off my shoulder. As soon as my aim was away from her she ran off. I could hear sirens beginning to form outside the building. I began to aim the gun so it would be under my chin. I accidentally pulled the trigger in doing so which made the remaining 7 scream. I positioned the gun in place, the barrel was still hot and burnt my chin. I couldn't say my life flashed before my eyes, because my eyes were closed and all I saw was black. I pulled the trigger.13

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'Today was the day!' I thought to myself. I climbed out of bed into the cold winter morning. My dream awoke me quite early, now was the real thing.