The Kid

The sky is clear and blue
Just another day at school
As i sit in my math class
First row in the back
The kid in front of me
Seems to be acting funny
He keeps rocking in his seat
But no one seems to notice but me
As he rises from his desk
He pulls out a gun
before i can shout to anyone
he starts shooting students in the head
In less than a minute half my class is dead
Know one knows why he did it
And no one really knew the kid