So basically when I was in 6th grade, there was almost a school shooting, I don't know much about the reasons but a kid who I'll call...uhhhhh....uhhhhh....James (Not their real name if it wasn't obvious) anyways, one of the 7th graders angered him in some way I don't remember how, maybe bullying? I...I don't know, anyways, he said "Don't make me shoot you, I've got a lot of guns at home." or something idk, and no one took it seriously, cuz it's America, EVERYONE HAS A GUN- but turns out, he actually had a gun in his backpack the next day, he was genuinely going to kill someone, of course he went to like one of those mini jail things they've got in police stations I forgot what they were called this was like 2 years ago, anyways, he went there for like 3 weeks, and thankfully, that never happened again, also while I'm here I might as well say, I have no ideas for art rn so this is probably gonna be my last post today, gn