hink of me? What do I think of me? Am I insane? At that moment it seemed clear. I was insane. I began to run home, thoughts were rushing through my head. I pictured myself shooting hundreds of people, then myself. I could see myself lighting a petrol bomb and throwing it into a crowd, burning people just for fun. My head began to spin and I rushed into the house. I remembered that there was a gun somewhere in the garage, with heaps of ammunition. I raced into the garage and grabbed the gun out of the second- draw. It was a pump-action shotgun, next to a nap-sack full of ammunition - more than enough for what I was about to do. I loaded the gun and threw the bag on my back and crept into my parents room. I shot Dad first. My mother sat up and screamed then I shot her dead. After having a quick cigarette, I walked outside, it was about 11:30pm. A Police car raced down the street and came to a screeching halt in front of my house. Someone must have heard the shots and the screams and called the Police. I loaded up the gun and shot straight through the front window of the car. The driver was dead. I shot again, this time at the other Police officer. I grinned and walked towards the car. I opened the drivers side door to the Police car and pulled the lifeless body of the driver out. The other police officer seemed to be breathing, so I pushed him out of the car, reversed over him and the speed off down the street. I drove straight down to Leigh's house. He was sitting at the table with his parents, I could see the whimp crying, I think his mother was too. When they saw the Police car pull up, his mother rushed out with the burnt body of the cat in her arms, his father followed. When they saw me she dropped the cat and tried to run, but I shot out her legs. Leigh screamed a fearful, "No!!!" and while his father tried to understand what was actually happening I shot him in the stomach. There was blood all over Leigh's front lawn. His father wa...
