So I was in class this morning, and someone threw a rock through the window of the classroom next door to mine. I was right next to the windows, too, so I heard the CRASH as if it was just like, next to my head instead of twenty feet away, or however far it was. Talk about crazy! I don't like it when people are going nuts, you know? I wish I could sleep, but I'm still so wired--even twelve hours later I'm still antsy about the whole thing. Not sitting next to the window anymore on campus in my classes. I don't want a rock to hit me in the head if I'm too close to the side. I hope no one was hurt. I glanced in there on my way to the bathroom, and there was shattered glass all over the floor. Some people just have no respect, you know? I don't understand wanting to break something simply because you can.
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