WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?!?![]
Who the Hell do you think you are?! What makes you think you can mention that, and here?!? Do you know how many lives were lost? How many hurt? Why would you ever even bring that up? When I go to bed at night, I cry myself to sleep. EVERY GOD-DAMNED NIGHT!!! You know why?!? Because of PEOPLE LIKE YOU! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FORGET?!?!?!?
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I'm sorry.. I was...a bit frank I'll admit...
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First of all, we DO NOT speak of the incident. Everyone in Logan High School knows what the incident is. Once you step on Logan High grounds you are immediately pulled aside by Officer Graves into the theatre with all the other freshmen to hear someone, whose face is covered as to conceal their identity, recount the incident. He insists he had nothing to do with the incident but the fear and guilt in his voice tells a different story. The story is so traumatic that most of the freshmen begin fits of screaming and crying and many are carried out in a stretcher. Those who remain are are scarred for life. This assembly and every other assembly following it is ended with "...and remember, we don't talk about the incident."
"The incident? You want to know about the incident?! I have a better question for you, who the fuck do you think you are asking about the incident? I have spent everyday of my life trying to forget the incident, and you have the audacity to ask about it? People like you make me sick to my stomach. Thinking you have some sort of divine right to all knowledge on this earth, not knowing how lucky you are in your ignorance. I should kill you right where you stand. If I catch you asking stupid questions about the incident again you will know EXACTLY why we NEVER talk about the incident." ― Mr. Dapaolo