columbine co

Holy shit.

The first episode of OITNB season 5 makes specific references to just about every major fatal gun violence incident in the past few years (in regards to the gun violence deaths on the show). Sandy Hook, San Bernardino, Charleston SC, Aurora CO, Columbine, Ferguson, Virginia Tech, I could keep going. Each event is mentioned briefly in passing during a mass prison riot, and it is so fucking powerful that they just keep mentioning more and more and more of these incidents, never running out of examples, and very effectively illustrating the true scope of the epidemic of gun violence in this country.

It is fucking brilliant and poignant and I am so so so here for this.

The Library - Columbine Imagine

I knew it was stupid but hey we were teenagers and we did stupid shit like sneaking into our high school in the middle of the night to get drunk. Did I mention my high school is the infamous Columbine? Supposed to be haunted and all but I didn’t really believe that bullshit so I agreed to hop the fence behind the school and sneak in through the kitchen entrance where the food is delivered. We wandered for a while, drinking, laughing and reminiscing. We were seniors this year and mere weeks from graduating from this hell hole. We eventually made our way to the gym after racing through the halls and placing games in the cafeteria. After sitting on the bleachers for a while I decided I needed a walk and got up and left the gym without my friends noticing. I’ll admit walking through the deserted, dark hallways was a bit freaky especially alone. Earlier I’d had the comforting noice of my friends laughter to drown out the eery silence but now it filled my head. Without noticing it I had wandered over to where the old library had once stood in the 90′s. It wasn’t there anymore though it had been torn down and turned into an atrium in the early 2000′s. However when I turned the corner to where the old entrance would have been, low and behold, there it was, the old library doors. As if they had never been destroyed, I was in shock, how drunk was I? I didn’t think I’d had that much but I had to be imagining this, there was no way I was seeing the old library doors. I slowly approached them, afraid they would vanish before me eyes. I knew what had happened behind those doors of course having lived in Littleton my entire life, I knew the tragedy that took place here 18 years ago. With shaking hands I placed my hands on the door, shit it was real, I could feel the cold metal. Pushing open the doors I stepped inside before I could stop myself and found myself in the post massacre library exactly as I had seen it in the crime scene photos online. 

A/N Hey this is my first imagine so feedback is appreciated. I’m thinking of writing a part 2 but I have no idea what I want to happen in it yet. This part was kind of inspired by like some kind of day dream I had so I just went with it. Ideas would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading :)

reb--vodka  asked:

What do you think Byron did when he found out that Dylan was in the columbine shooting and dead?

Klebold’s brother stunned

When news of the Columbine shootings broke, Byron Klebold raced home from work to see if his brother and friends had escaped the gunmen.

“I’ve got to see if everybody’s OK,” Klebold, a 1997 graduate of Columbine, told co-workers at Ralph Schomp Automotive.

Other employees who also had ties to Columbine left to check on family and friends as well, personnel director Jim Biner said.

Those workers have since returned to their jobs at the Littleton car dealership.

Byron Klebold, 20, is still grieving.

The gunmen attacking Columbine turned out to be Byron Klebold’s brother, Dylan, 17, and Dylan Klebold’s best friend, Eric Harris, 18.

“It’s really been shocking for everyone. We’re a family here and we look out for each other. Our hearts go out to Byron,” Biner said. “This kid’s great.” Byron Klebold has worked at the Littleton car dealership since last August. He was a “lot technician,” meaning he washed and moved cars, shoveled snow and did similar duties. “It was an entry-level job, but man, he’s good,” Biner said.[source]

Sue: “When I got home my husband told me the police were on their way. I had so much adrenaline in my system that even as I was changing out of my work clothes, I was racing from room to room. I felt such an urgency to be ready for whatever might happen next. I called my sister. As I told her what was going on, I was overcome by horror, and I started to cry. Moments after I hung up the phone, my 20-year-old son walked in and lifted me like a rag doll in his arms while I sobbed into a dish towel. Then my husband shouted from the front hallway, “They’re here!”  [source]

Around 8:00 p.m., a Jefferson County sheriff’s deputy arrived and told
the Klebolds they had to leave but could get some clothes. Tom went first, accompanied by Inskeep and the deputy. Susan was next, and left with two birds and two cats. Emotion then broke through. Byron started
crying and hugged his dad.
Tom, Susan, and Byron then left in separate
cars. Each parent was accompanied by at least one friend.
- Columbine: A True Crime Story - Jeff Kass

What if the reason they won't release the basement tapes is because they don't exist. Like they just made them so they could talk about how "bad" Eric and Dylan were.

And what if the journals were fake too and just written by Jeff Co. based on what people said about the boys.
Like for all we know Eric and Dylan could have just planned it the night prior to the shooting.
And everyone who “saw” the journals or basement tapes could have just been paid to say that.

We can never know to what extent Jeff Co. is lying to us.
Just felt I should point that out.

“It brought the nation to its knees, but now that we’ve gotten back up, how have things changed; what have we learned?”
—from the Columbine Memorial in Littleton, CO.

I figured after almost 10 years of research that time doesn’t lessen the pain. And not a year goes by when this day brings radio silence along with it.
I learned so much from Columbine. It saved my life many years ago.
I also learned that this day isn’t only about grieving, but also about celebrating the lives of all 15 that day. And that’s what I’ll be doing.

Never forget, Columbine.