Every time a school shooting happens, I can't help but think of something that happened to me back in the 9th grade. At the time, I would say I was a pretty depressed and angry teenager. Despite growing up with good parents, my "friends" at school were more akin to bullies. Much like now, I'm a pretty quiet person. I would sit at the lunch
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