Fifteen

It happened in the library, maybe that's the place they realized the two needed to plan. The library is where it all started, where it all came to a dark ending. Shots had been fired, children had been murdered, lives were to be scared for the rest of eternity, they still share pictures, they share tears. The students that day in the library can protest the nature of it, Sixteen year olds will cry out the evil nature behind those who taunted them with bullets. Eric and Dylan had such an imagination, or maybe that is what their parents told friends when they were children. Nowadays Dylan's mother is apologizing publicly to those her son had hurt. To the children lost because of what she had created and loved. Eric is left forgotten in his family, or so it appears, they ignore him to the best of their abilities, nobody can forget the way his laugh sounded underneath the spray of bullets, nobody can forget the thirteen bodies Eric and his best friend left behind. Most even got a glimpse of the last bodies to fall, Eric and Dylan's that is. The last two shots in that library were directed towards their own heads, Eric through the top, Dylan to his mouth. The library is where it happened. The library is where most cannot seem to enter.