way back in 99, when I was student teaching in Baltimore, there was a kid in my class who had plans to blow up the school, and he had plans to the school and everything.
This kid was a like a weirdo, light skinned version of Fat Albert. And he had a terrible home life. His father beat him and his sister---and these were high school age kids. When the father found out his daughter was having sex, he beat her more.
Dude was troubled beyond that. He would wear two button up shirts--one on top of the other. And he would come up with some of the weirdest things.
You can't really stop people from having a grudge, and you can't stop people from wanting you to feel as miserable as they feel. Guns, bombs, etc.
I had a friend stay with our family in High School. His parents owned a large Construction Company and were very well to do. He had a brother and sister who graduated with top honors and he was smart himself. Well his parents "kicked" him out and he was staying with us as my mother always took in anyone who needed a place, plus he was a good friend of mine. At the time, he was into breaking and entering cars and would go out at 11 am and then break in a lot of cars and then come back to my house at 3 am and go to school the next day. I never went with him and I never bothered to stop him. No reason that he liked to do it other than he liked doing and and he would sell all the stuff. He even once stole a car beat it with a baseball bat and then drove it into a lake. He never got caught for that.
He got more and more bold and started calling in bomb threats to the school. One every week. Keep in mind this was Pre-Columbine. One night he attached a note to the front door of the school which stated that he planned to kill as many people at the school as possible. He wrote it while staying at my house, with his left hand and pulling the letters to the opposite direction to disguise his hand writing. Then came his next plan. In the chemistry room, there were little gas jets that you could open for experiments at each work station. His plan was to open all the gas jets at night and then place light bulbs which he drilled out and were filled with gun powder so when the lights were turned on in the morning, the whole thing would go boom. Well he got the light bulbs in and turned the gas on, but it didn`t work the next day because they smelled the gas and cut it before anyone went into that room.
It didn`t really piss him off that much because he planned to burn the school down. So a little while later, he breaks in and sets fire to the school. Burns a good portion of it. I remember him crawling through a window of my house after he did it (I used to leave a window open for him so he could come and go) and was super excited. He even showed up to school after that and a few of us knew. He couldn`t keep his mouth shut.
The year went on and he was breaking into more cars and finally he got caught. Somehow or another he admitted to burning the school down as well and then went to jail. Just for a short time though. A few years later he got work release and I got him to sign up to my gym over the summer, I was done that semester in College and he would come in every now and then, but we weren`t that close as we used to be. Then I go back to school, which was over 100 miles aways, and I happen to go to a club and what do you know, there is my friend again, working the door to the club. Never would have thought I would see him there of all people.
Anyways, he is now in charge of his own Construction Company, despite his record. But yeah, at one point in his life, he wanted to kill as many people as he could and I saw it all first hand, the thought processes and all of it.
