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He has never felt wanted or accepted his entire life, that's obvious, read his diary and you will see that this is the realest thing written there. Eric Harris did not feel loved, accepted or included.

So he dies. Klebold's mother speaks out, writes a damn book, goes to interviews, she talks about Dylan. Dylan Dylan Dylan most information we have is Dylan, his vulnerable diaries, his evident depression, memories that Sue exposes. But what about Eric?

No, no one talks about Eric, his parents stay quiet, whether out of shame or privacy. Nobody talks about Eric Harris, as if he were a demon that if you repeat his name 5 times he appears and and pulls your foot at night or something.

Eric Jackson said in his interview that they were filming at least part of the video at his house, located at 7259 W Laurel Pl.

Compare the houses:

Dylan running from Eric Jackson’s house to Dustin Gorton’s car from the video:

(What used to be) Eric Jackson’s house:

They then went to Burger King at 6797 W Ottawa Ave.  

First they went down Laurel Place to Fairview Drive, which turns into Webster Street (that’s the suburbs for you!), then turned right onto Ken Caryl Avenue, then left onto Pierce Street, finally right onto Ottawa Avenue to the Burger King.  (This route is fairly obvious from the landmarks seen in the video, if one is familiar with them.)

Turning from Webster St. to Ken Caryl Ave.  Note the big pile of snow on the ground even in late April!

Same approximate location on Ken Caryl Avenue in the summer–pretty dull, really, not much to see but trees and wood fencing…

Turning from Ken Caryl Ave. onto Pierce St.  Note the bank on the corner.

Same corner:

The restaurant is roughly about a mile (1.5 km) from Columbine High School.

After getting their food, they continued north along Pierce St. to Columbine at 6201 S Pierce St.

Columbine is visible on the left.

Footage of Dustin Gorton on the day of the massacre.

“Hi. I have a few things I really want to say but I never seem to be able to say in person.

Even though I have only known you for a few weeks, and have hardly any time really KNOW you, I would really like to get to know you much better. Actually when we worked together Monday night I wanted to ask you to just hang out for a while after work and maybe just talk. Like that guy that you mentioned, that one you met in AOL, or about work, school, people, anything. I really wanted to spend some time with you. But, since your friend stopped by I assumed that you and her would be leaving together so I just left without saying anything. You see, I just hope you feel the same. I am kind of going on a hunch here, but I hope I’m right. I don’t know if you like talking…or just to me…or what. From what I gather from people at work and by being there, I see that almost every guy there flirts constantly with you or at least tries. And I try too, just to make you smile, but I have never been good at “flirting” or even just talking. I see that you are a busy girl, and have a great family and nice friends, and you seem to like to talk about what you’r thinking, but so far, have been cut off short. You see, I have never understood why girls spend more time with guys who look good an flirt a lot then with guys who actually have something intelligent to say and are a little “deeper” than other guys. Oh well. I guess what I’m trying to say is…if you have time in your life to sit down, relax, and talk to a guy who cares a lot about you, and who knows, even “go out.” If you don’t…just don’t say anything. I’ll understand, I’m used to it. Well, bye for now, maybe ill see you at work sometime this week. Please reply, or call, if you want to do something.

-Love Eric.”

Clip taken inside Columbine, dated December 1st, 1998

Dylan: “It’s embedded!”

Eric: “Hah that thing ain’t comin’ out”