the story of a boy named tyler

White pants, black spots, OH NO!!! How did this happen you might ask. Well it all started when a young man by the name of Tyler Johnson got up to go to class one day. Tyler wasn’t a socially active person; he didn’t talk to a lot of people. The day started out in the same old routine as any other day, wake up at 6:30, take a shower, get dressed, brush his teeth, and so on. What Tyler didn’t know was that today was going to be a really bad day for him. He walked into the cafeteria, gets his normal breakfast eggs, tater tots, bacon, and apple juice. He sat at a table by himself while others sit around him and make jokes about him. They call him fat, say he’s gay, and say that he should just go home because nobody here likes him. Tyler always had a level head so he just got up and walked away so he wouldn’t something stupid. After breakfast he walked and waited until he could go to class. People walked by him and called him names, cursed at him, and even tried to push him down steps. Time passed and class was about to start. The teacher walked in, and Tyler was now in his happy place, the classroom. This was his happy place because here nobody could make fun of him and because Tyler loved to learn. In the classroom the teacher wouldn’t let kids to poke fun at Tyler’s buck teeth or his weight or any of his flaws. She began to talk about who is important in the history of chemistry. Tyler wrote down every word she said and began to learn. Chemistry was Tyler’s favorite subject. His teacher felt sorry for Tyler because he was a smart but helpless child in a cold, dark world. Class later ended and it was time for lunch. People harassed him and brought his confidence down but he didn’t let it bother him. Tyler sat by himself and quietly ate his lunch, then went on his way. This is where things start going wrong. The star athlete of the school’s basketball team, John Henry, was always bullying Tyler. John walked up beside Tyler, tripped him and then threw him to the ground. Then a car drove by and purposely run through a puddle and splashed water all over Tyler’s favorite pair of white shorts. Jokes filled Tyler’s ears from everywhere. “Way to go clumsy,” “How’s it feel to be a dork” was all Tyler could hear. He jumped up and ran back to his dorm crying. John had pushed him over the edge. Tyler then decided he would get revenge. The next day Tyler wasn’t at breakfast. John made fun of him and made jokes like “he had to stay home with his mommy because I hurt his little feelings,” since he didn’t show up. Tyler walked in class late for the first time all year. His teacher asked if everything was ok. He replied, “Yes.” He later raised his hand and asked permission to go to the restroom. He was excused. When he got to the restroom he checked to make sure no one was in there. He then pulled out his father’s pistol and loaded it, put it in his pocket and headed back to class. As he reached the door he pulled out the pistol and busted through the door. He pointed his gun at John as the teacher immediately tried to reason with him. She couldn’t get through to him. He then yelled, “Nobody talks!” The room got silent. Tyler then began to talk to john. He said, “You thought it was funny to pick on me and make fun of me yesterday didn’t you. Well it looks like the tables have turned got anything to say now? You embarrassed me in front of the whole school and here’s your consequence.” As he said the last word he pulled the trigger. By this time campus police had arrived. They secured Tyler as he watched John’s body hit the floor. The police escorted Tyler to a squad car and took him to prison. John lay on the floor, dead. Tyler now sits behind bars for the rest of his young life, but nobody will ever pick on him again.