I'm not coming here to sound like an asshole by any means it's just curiosity and confusion but "showed no mercy for the victims. I have no respect for people like that. " that's exactly what happened with Dylan and Eric.. Yet your blog is about them..? I'm sorry I'm just confused
I have no respect for people who talk badly about the victims, which is exactly what she did. She told me that she was glad they died, and that they deserved to die. If you notice on my blog, I have a whole page for each victim and I reblog and post many things about the victims, because I respect them. No one deserved to die that day, including Eric and Dylan. I have an informational blog about Eric and Dylan because there is more information about them. My description on my blog even says, “I, in no way whatsoever, condone what they did. I feel the deepest sympathy for the victims, the victim’s families, and any student who was there at the time of the shooting. I do not idolize or glorify Dylan Klebold, I am just here to simply share facts, stories, pictures, videos, and quotes from him.”
You and other blogs here are the reason acolumbineblog is gone. If you didn't exist, her blog would continue to have visits and she didn't need to lock it. You stupid bitches. You'll never be as good as her.
Oh, such a shame, you think I care.
Both of them where virgins when they died? i find that very hard to believe honestly.
Well Eric only had one steady girlfriend, and Dylan never had a girlfriend. I don’t find it hard to believe, personally.
where are you honey?
Very busy, Im sorry. Im trying really hard to keep things on a queue, but I’m going to try to be on more often. :)
Have you ever spoke to this Lynn Ann person?
In person? No. But we talked on Facebook, email, and YouTube, but I ended all connection with her when I realized that she showed no mercy for the victims. I have no respect for people like that.
I knew Dylan long enough to know that he didn’t start out as a monster. He became one. That’s what makes his fate so scary.
The next Dylan could be your son. Your neighbor. Your best friend. Not some nameless, anonymous killer who comes out of the dark and snatches your loved ones.
A regular person who faces the cruelty of the real world just like the rest of us- and in whom something erodes away over time.
It’s too late to stop Eric and Dylan. But maybe if we realize what we’re doing to one another and take action now, we can save the kids who would otherwise go down the same path.
A view from inside the library
Steven Robert Curnow, the youngest of the Columbine victims, would be 30 years old today.
On May 19, 1999, 4 weeks and 1 day after his death, Star Wars Episode 1: The Phantom Menace opened, which Steve had been eagerly anticipating since he was such a Star Wars “geek.” (Eric Harris, his…
"It was in Plattsburgh, N.Y., that Eric found "the best friend I ever had.” Kris Otten, who lived two blocks away. “Every day we would find something new to do,” Eric wrote. “Some days we would walk along the shore of the lake and just mess around there. Sometimes we would look for old bullet shells from around 50 years ago and we even looked for Revolutionary War and Civil War era items. Kris once found the diary of a slave under some old Civil War barracks.”
Eric and Kris played home-run derby, rode their bikes, and hung out at the gym. “We spent countless hours there, just hanging out and talking,” Eric recalled.
Eric at this time in his life would also become overwhelmed with emotion. “I hid in a closet”, he recalled. “I hid from everyone when I wanted to be alone.” Other times he recalled sitting in the back seat on the sixth grade school bus “talking about guns, sex, and people.” It was, he wrote, “Our refuge from everyone else. Where we talked about personal things.”
If Eric was a wreck after Oscoda, he was crestfallen after Plattsburgh. “It was the hardest moving from Plattsburgh. I have the most memories from there,” he wrote four years later. “When I left Jesse, and when Kris left, I had a lot of feelings. I felt alone, lost, and even agitated that I had spent so much time with them and now I have to go because of something I can’t stop. It doesn’t take long to make a best friend, but it only takes 2 words to lose one. Those are, ‘We’re moving.’”
Eric, almost sixteen when he wrote those thoughts, added, “Losing a friend is almost the worst thing to happen to a person, especially in the childhood years. I have lived in many places, but the last three places have been the most fun and the greatest experiences of my childhood. Although memories stay with you, the actual friend doesn’t. I have lost many great friends and each and every time I lost one, I went through the worst days of my life.”
It was still July 1993 when Wayne and Katherine Harris returned to their Colorado roots and settled in Littleton. For Eric, it was new territory all over again. Otten sensed he was unhappy, and not accepted.
But there was one key person who did accept Eric: Dylan Klebold. Eric, in turn, would accept Dylan. It appeared unconditional, and not till death did they part.”
- Columbine: A True Crime Story by Jeff Kass.