Columbine Shooting Cafeteria CCTV Footage
1. We see a boy just about to jump from an explosion behind him.
2. Same boy falls to the ground towards the right
3. In the top right hand corner we can see Eric shooting at propane bombs in attempt for them to explode. This is unsuccessful.
4. We see Dylan entering the Cafeteria from the stairs
5. Dylan throws a pipe bomb (not sure) into the cafeteria and walks away
6. In the bottom left hand corner we can see Eric’s gun and him shooting the bombs he planted in the cafeteria earlier. The bomb is set on fire.
7. Columbine students who were hiding under the tables start running out the other exist, whilst Eric and Dylan also run out of the cafeteria before the explosion perpetuates.
8. Eric is seen running out.
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My love for a computer game called DOOM. Doom is such a big part of my life and no one I know can recreate environments in DOOM as good as me. I know almost everything there is to know about that game, so I believe that seperates me from the rest of the world. My dreams. Dreams are one of the most personal things for a person, and I know my dreams seperate me from others. My car! no one else except my best friend has a little puny car with a RAMMSTEIN sticker on it. My bullet hanging from my rear-view mirror. my berserk and zippo that I always have in my right pocket. my backpack. With its customized whiteout wrightings. I can bite off part of a pop can using only my teeth. My personal views of other people. My first impressions of people. My penmanship. I haven’t seen anyone else write quite like I do. [teacher notes: “me either”] my knowledge of fireworks my knowledge of conventional/amateur explosives. My scars. My anger management problems. My attitude towards people around me. My diversion record. My friends. My patented way of killing spiders and crickets My nickname, just as long as there isnt too many copy cats out there [teacher notes: “?”] My music. My fence signs in my room. the large collection of bullet shells I have. My black box and its contents My family My memories of the past and hopes for the future
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Tate Langdon and Columbine Shooters Eric & Dylan Parallels
Donnie Darko and Tate Langdon Parallels
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In the Documentary Zero Hour it shows Dylan Klebold asking a girl about “Do you believe in God?” and not Eric. I put Eric in the gifs because the Dylan scene was too unfocused and blurry to make gifs from.
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