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Explain Why I Hate Mondays
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I hate Mondays
Its Monday, and I hate it. I am supposed to go to school but I don’t want to. And I know, If I go to school, I would just be alone in the class. I don’t have any friends to talk to and all the teachers think I’m dumb.
But I am not going today. I got something better planned than going to school. All the others kids, and the teaches. That has done me wrong so many times. Are going to suffer today. I have made a perfect plan. And I’m ready.
Because for my birthday. My father gave me a rifle, to be more specific he gave me a Ruger 10/22 semi-automatic .22 calibre rifle. I have thought about the shooting much lately. But just as a fun though. But today is Monday and I hate it. And I think today is the perfect day for a good shooting. And it's also funnier when its moving targets. …show more content…
It's going to be a lot of fun. Ill maybe even get on television and be famous. I don’t really know why I got this idea. I just think its because I hate Mondays. And there isn’t really anything interesting to do. I think I will take something to eat and then go on my roam and be ready for the shooting. I get all the ammo in the house into my room.
I just shot at the school. But there is a truck in front of the school so I can’t shoot anyone. I get annoyed. Why should the stop my fun, I can never do anything I want, without people stopping me.
I was frustrated and didn’t know what to do. That was the first time I began to realize what I have been doing. I didn’t feel bad. But I’m sure I am going to jail. I saw a lot of people laying down. But I don’t think I killed more than 2 persons. And how many people I had hit with bullets I was unaware of. I didn’t think clearly when I shot. All I wanted was to kill. I felt I was possessed. And I could fell my heart beat. It was pumping so much I could almost hear
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