Class. The story of one columbine. Astakhov P.A.

On this day, Dmitry Zlvodin went awry. Early in the morning, a grandmother who raised him died. Then he had to endure the rudeness of the orderlies and the district police officer. Then they poured him at work for being late. Then he quarreled with his stepfather, who contemptuously called him a loser and, in addition, the offensive nickname that stuck to him at school.

at school... It was she who was a source of all his troubles and failures. And the trinity of classmates who mocked us - are also to blame for the fact that he is a loser. And the dumb physical education, who constantly humiliated him in front of the girls. And all that cruel, lying, stuffy atmosphere of the 11th grade...

and nothing in the blurred consciousness has no remaining, except for the thirst for revenge. Monstrous, uncontrollable, wild, like a mad animal. Dmitry grabbed a pomp of his stepfather, filled his pockets with cartridges and went to the school, which he graduated three years ago. Just at that time, the famous lawyer Artyom Pavlov was conducting a lesson there...