December, 1989: School shooting at the Ecole Polytechnique de Montreal. My mother was taking French classes after coming to Canada, and that day she stayed home. Sick, skipped, doesn't matter. Her class was massacred. A student whipped out two Uzis and started firing. Killed 14. The rest were injured.
September 13, 2006: I was at school and planning on skipping a class to go meet up with a friend at Dawson College. Before leaving, a girl comes up to me. "Ray, don't go. Trust me."
Five minutes later, I was in the library, and after a half minute everyone's phone begins to ring. The librarian's pissed, she sends them off.
Not long after, the news shows up on the TVs in the halls. Some guy showed up and started firing at students randomly.
1 gunman, 1 killed, about 18-19 injured. Many others shocked as fuck.
One of my friends was shot, but he's okay. My cousin's alright too, lucky he skipped class.
I just..
I dunno. I want to know who that girl was.
It's just bothering me.
Anyhoo.
You can watch the news on SpikedHumor:
http://spikedhumor.com/articles/53922/Sept13_New_Columbine_At_Montr_al_Canada.html[...]
I just checked the newspaper and saw the guy's face.
I fucking KNOW him. Holy shit.
He had a pic of his VampireFreaks profile in the paper, and my girlfriend has one. I remember a while back she said there would be a "Montreal Gathering" of VampireFreaks or something, and she went. I showed up at one point and I'm almost positive I saw him there. I probably even talked to him.
And I know I've spoken to him before, too.
I just can't fucking remember.
