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Guys i don't see any posts about Erik Salvador Ayala so here portland nightclub shooter 2009
Erik Salvador Ayala (1984–2009) was a 24-year-old gunman who carried out a mass shooting in Portland, Oregon. On January 24, 2009, he indiscriminately fired into a crowd of youths outside an under-21 nightclub called The Zone. He killed two teenage girls an Oregon local and a Peruvian exchange student and wounded seven others, mostly foreign exchange students. Ayala then shot himself in the head and died at a local hospital days later.
Prior to the rampage, he had left a suicide note and detailed instructions for his belongings, and he was later found to have a history of schizophrenia. The tragedy sparked significant legal scrutiny regarding how Ayala was able to purchase the 9 mm semi-automatic handgun used in the attack.
The victims were mainly south american and European soo yea
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—Marie Howe, from Magdalene Afterwards in "Magdalene: Poems"
Movies about fictional school shootings…
Hello Herman (2012)
Zero Day (2003)
The Delicate Art of the Rifle (1996)
Beautiful Boy (2010)
American Gun (2005)
Blackbird (2012)
Elephant (2003)
Hostage High (1997)
April Showers (2009)
Natural Selection (2015)
The dirties (2013)
Home Room(2002)
Duck! The Carbine High Massacre (1999)
Bang Bang You're Dead (2002)
State's Evidence (2004)
Heart of America (2002)
And Then I Go (2017)
We Need to Talk About Kevin (2011)
The Class (2007)
Ekskul (2006)
The Life Before Her Eyes (2007)
The Only Way (2004)
American Bully (2009)
Faggo (2025)
The Fallout (2021)
American Yearbook (2004)
Hidden Rage (2010)
Active Shooter (2018)
Safety (2019)
Monday Morning (1990)
Run Hide Fight (2020)
White Rabbit (2013)
The Schoolboy (2015)
They both skip fifth period; meet at the smokers' bench. Dylan has his cigarettes and Eric takes one; glances around to make sure no one is watching; lets Dylan light it for him. Dylan pulls Eric's yearbook out of his booksack; slides it across the worn wooden top of the bench, scattered with years' worth of names carved in with pens, knives, or nail files. "First half of your present, done," he says. "Happy birthday, Reb."
Eric laughs when he opens the book to the end. Dylan's signature has taken up four full pages, complete with (admittedly decent-ish) drawings and all the stupid little references they've built up since August when Dylan unexpectedly started wanting to spend more time at Eric's house.
My wrath for January's incident will be godlike, says one line, and Eric nods, pointing at it, tilting his head at Dylan, stubbing out his cigarette on the concrete supports of the bench. At home he's got some of the ingredients (he's pretty sure) make up napalm. Dylan said he could get the rest on Saturday; his mom thinks he's going to Zach's to work on some theater shit. He'll come over after, in his BMW he and his dad fixed up. Eric's mom will let him in through the front door, and Dylan will give her one of those shy, crooked smiles that make people think he's harmless.
"Just one more year, V," Eric says, slowly running his thumb over the drawing of Fly and Arlene's shuttle approaching Deimos.
"Yeah," Dylan murmurs back, exhaling smoke slowly out towards the east.