Aw shucks, you’re making me blush anon
Aw thank ya kindly!! I dunno, I’ve been really busy lately and I didnt know if anyone would even read a follow up, but I’d love to write one! Maybe over xmas break :)
Ah sorry late reply, im trying to find the post I’ll link it if I manage to
I havent even been on this tag in ages but I was just scrolling through one of those “Cutest Teens” facebook things for a laugh when this just happens out of nowhere……….
I wonder if Eric or Dylan’s parents ever Google their sons name- just to see what comes up, and then they come across our blogs.
Do you ever wonder how Dylan’s room is now? The Klebold’s didn’t move, it’s the same house. Was it turned into a guest room, or a different type of room, or was it left as Dylan’s room that the Klebold’s rarely go into? I wonder if there’s stuff in that room, that the last person to touch it or…
Well didn’t the FBI pretty much tear apart the room and the whole house after the massacre looking for evidence, weapons, etc? I mean I’m sure the Klebolds still own a lot of Dylan’s things, but it’s not like the room has gone undisturbed since he dwelled there
i couldn’t care less if i sound like the biggest bitch in the world. i am GLAD that eric lived in pain because that is what he caused the one i have feelings for at the moment. there is honestly NOTHING wrong with being bitter at him.. he took so many great people away from the world.. including…
No, you don’t sound like a bitch. You do, however, sound completely ignorant. I’m not saying that any of the 13 people killed that day deserved to die, because they didn’t. They were young, they had their whole lives ahead of them, and it was completely and utterly wrong what Eric and Dylan did that day. You have every right to be bitter or angry, what have you. BUT to say that you’re glad Eric lived in pain? Do you not realize the simple fact that had Eric lived a happy life, none of those people would have died? It was purely because Eric lived in pain that he massacred his school.
In many ways, my junior year was the same as millions of other kids across America. I had to juggle my grades, my social life, love life, sleep cycle, as well as a part-time job at the local grocery store. Tough times to be a kid, ya know? The whole world was out to get me and I was angry at everyone and everything for a multitude of different reasons. In one huge way, my junior year was vastly different than any of those millions of kids across America. The eleventh grade was when I befriended two murderers. Unbeknownst to me at the time, but my buddies from English class would, in a years’ time, become two of the most infamous teenage killers ever. My life was forever changed when I met Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold.
With all due respect Harris and Klebold never mentioned bullying in any of their documentation leading up to the shooting and after all these years no one has ever been able to produce a name of their alleged bullies. Conversely the names of the kids that Klebold and Harris were accused of bullying are well documented.
The police would have kept those names pretty hush hush. It’s not like they could charge the bullies criminally of anything, so it’s for their own safety that you don’t hear any of their names. They would’ve been seen as “at fault” for what happened, when it was clearly not their fault, and Eric and Dylan never mentioned them. Of course bullying contributed to their mental states, but it was not the sole reason why Eric and Dylan attacked their school.