i recently remembered a fantasy of mine from the first grade.

i remember sitting in my seat, at my desk facing the window. i visualized a man running up to the window pulling out a gun and then shooting me in the head. i imagined the horror the event would bring, imagined my classmates screaming.

i sure was a weirdo.

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