I was in science class when it erupted.
By erupted, I mean a teenangers mind who had been corrupted.
By what? Was it video games, music, or perhaps a chemical of the brain disrupted?
I didnt know. I ran down the hall, uninterrupted.
Until there he stood, and trusted backwards as he shot me with his shotgun.
He laughed, he was finding this fun.
The last minutes of my life, I was begging to be numb.
(fictional story)
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